A Pirates Life For Me

Fergus eyed the food set in front of him, which looked edible enough, but he didn’t wish to look too eager or grateful to the criminals that surrounded him. Gradually he picked up the grimey looking, dented fork on the table by his plate, and took a small bite. It was blander than anything he could have imagined, after the rich fare he was used to, but it wasn’t gruel. He slowly ate most of the food, while the pirates raucously told stories and jokes.

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Fergus tried to keep his eyes from widening at the sight of a confined space filled with rough-looking, certainly unwashed pirates. Some of them moved and left just enough space for him on one of the worn wooden benches, though he was a tad squashed between two rather larger fellows. This wasn’t quite like the banquets he was used to at home. He sat with a stoic face, not deigning to make eye contact with any of them.

Fergus rolled his eyes at the pirate calling him “Your Majesty”, but he was sure that he was only mocking him. If the pirate really knew who he was, he would have used a more specific title to threaten him. He walked down the steps, hand on his sword hilt, constantly on guard on this ship of criminals.

"None that you need to know." He said, regretting his wording immediately. He was sure the pirate would be on to him immediately.

Clarisse nodded, thinking of what she could tell him without giving away crucial information. “Well we have our own cities, and royalty.” she started, thinking that might be something he didn’t know yet. She wasn’t sure what else he’d be interested in.

Fergus scowled him. That was the last thing he wanted to do. But the gnawing in his stomach told him that he might not want to be faint with hunger if anything untoward happened. “Fine.” He muttered, standing up and stalking towards the row boat, not waiting for the pirate.

Clarisse nodded, looking around while he pondered what she’d shared. She couldn’t get over how much she liked the cabin, it was similar to her caravan, bigger even. A small smile teased at her lips when her eyes came the place he slept. “Anything else you care to know?” turning her eyes back to William. 

Fergus found a good sized rock to sit on, one he could watch the ship from. He pulled out his sword and laid it across knees, using the time doing nothing to polish it. Every now and again he looked up at the moored ship, checking that all was well.

"If ye insist on keepin' an eye on us 'til we're done, ye'll be waitin' an awful long time. Do ye wanna come aboard fer somethin' to eat?"

Clarisse nodded, an answer that applied to both questions. “Yes, more than you might think.” Careful not to give out too much, especailly information about their cities. “And yes, I have several cousins the same as I am, and I suppose there are more. But it’s rare that merfolk grace the beds of men.” letting her lips curl into a sly smile. Though it seemed since the daughter of King Triton, her grandfather, was allowed to marry a human, more merfolk where growing curious about land, and men, and it was becoming less and less rare. 

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Josette shot again only missing this once. “Hmmph…” She sighed hoping this wouldn’t hinder her chances of winning incredibly. “Well then I guess you got lucky just this once…”

"I suppose I can let you stay…until you can get back on your feet…but no funny pirate business! I’ll have your head if anything happens to this estate, the people in it, as well as the rest of this province." 

Josette was awakened from her slumber at the sound of a thump in front of her. She opened her small eyes slowly and yawned then as he furry ears perked up in question. She looked down at the rabbit William had brought to her. “Well done darling…” She giggled then as he was somewhat impressed at the size of the thing though she wouldn’t admit. “Its a bit small for my taste though…” Josette mused then turning around so that her back was towards William in her little nest. 

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