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There is a knock at the door. With sheets covering you, Duke pulls in the food left outside. The cook had included some good rum, white candles to replace the blood red ones in the cabin. Also was vase of petty white flowers that the crew had made from paper and a note that says, "Damn fine time on your honeymoon, Capt’n!"

By morning bells the ship had cleared the caves to the west and hit the shoreline waves with a glorious song. The crew stand their best drinking songs while Poca raised the masts. The ship became less bottom heavy and sailed trim. He also widened the birth of the captain’s bed as promised, though Duke complained that she might forget about him in such a large bed, he told Poca jokingly. Poca took it seriously though and told Duke to mind his manners around HIS captain.

You took the wheel and stood proudly surveying the northern reaches of the western sea. The ship sent out shore crews the next day to gather meat and fruit As much as the new found responsibilities felt wonderful, you realized the importance of sending the Fiest Mate on trips like this to lead the crew. Still it was your decision

You get under way again after Duke comes back from shore and goes straight up to his Captain and kisses her. The cooks prepare the first fresh meal you have had since going into the caves, and you enjoy sitting at the end of the table with your Mate, as you both lead the songs and cheers that the crew felt like singing. Poca had made a strong mixture of rum and water and molasses foe the grog this evening. Everyone was in a good mood. The thralls bodies having been scuttled and the vampire's presence erased, you forget that you race to catch up with her. Your dark vision had come back the next morning, much to your relief. The vampire's powers would have also returned, but you do not think about that now. Duke tells you Poca picked up a soaked Green Folk out of the drink that afternoon. The poor soul was terrified of the mighty Poca who took his weapons and threw the fellow at him. He tells you that he played the terrible pirate to see if he was deceptive or criminally minded. He threw him in the brig to be safe, but don't worry, the cook sent down some good food and grog. You are settling down to dinner, grog and sleeping with your husband, but you know that before third watch bells are over, Duke will be pulling the ship into Baya harbor and you must face your newest destiny as doomed by your patron at the fountain of Baya square.

No matter now. The die has been cast. You take your husband's hand and together to walk back to your cabin. It looks more cheerful with the white candles and the curtains open to the myriad stars. The ship rocks to the wind and wave, and Duke undresses you.