Chapter 393:
Nancy
Okay, so Marina is not the worst person in the world.
I'm actually,I might even say...fond of her.
Maybe because without His Highness between us, I can see who she really is. Not the pirate's daughter performing for a prince. Not the rival competing for attention. Just her.
The Devil's navigator fell sick recently.
Something he ate, probably—the rations on The Bunny are better than what we had on our ship, but they're still ship rations. So it's been up to me. I spend hours into the night mapping the night sky, plotting our course, calculating distances.
And she's there.
Keeping me company.
I didn't ask her to.
She just does.
Like tonight.
"I still don't underst'nd how ye can see somethin' from those little dots." She's sitting cross-legged on the deck, leaning against the barrel I'm using as a makeshift table.
