The Pirate's Wish

“You’ll have a difficult time keeping the crew,” he said, “once you tell them what you’re after.” Jeric tilted his head. “And you’ll have an even more difficult time if I were to let slip what I discovered about the captain and her first mate–”

I snarled and leapt forward and grabbed the knife from him. He let me have it without a fight.

“What’s to stop me from killing you?” I said, shoving the knife up at his throat. “Got a hungry manticore and–” I almost said Jadorr’a, but stopped myself in time. “I could feed you to her right now.”

Beneath the mask of his smirk, Jeric’s face went pale.

“Or I could wait,” I said. “And feed you to her on the Island of the Sun. Her whole family could feast on you.” I smiled.

“You don’t know what you’re dealing with,” Jeric said softly. “Chasing after starstones.”

I shrugged. “Don’t screw with me. Or my captain. And maybe you won’t wake with a manticore’s spine in your belly.” I grabbed the seabird off the table. “Maybe.”

I stalked out of the galley angry and shaking. I didn’t know anything about starstones. I’d never even heard of them before the Wizard Eirnin had rattled them off as part of Naji’s cure, and as far as I knew Marjani and Naji hadn’t talked about them in detail. But I guess I was wrong, if Jeric yi Niru had managed to pick up on it. Ship walls leak secrets.

I went back up on deck. Marjani wasn’t nowhere to be seen – some old Confederation pirate was handling the helm. She was probably in the captain’s quarters. Maybe she could find some excuse to toss Jeric in the brig and I wouldn’t have to worry about it no more.

The manticore was stretched out over on the starboard side, her head lying on top of her paws. I stopped by to drop off her food.

“Hello, girl-human,” she said. “We are close to the Island of the Sun, yes? I can smell their sands on the air.”

“Yeah, we’re close.” I dumped out the fish and the seabird. She sniffed at ’em, didn’t say nothing. No surprise there.

“You’ll get to eat all the humans you want soon,” I said.

“Yes,” she said, sounding glum. “I had hoped the Jadorr’a’s curse would have been broken–”

“You want to stay on the boat?” I said. “You can stay. Munch him all you want once we’ve cured him.”

The manticore looked at me with horror. “No more boat.”

I smiled. “I figured.”

She leaned forward and swallowed a fish head with one gulp. “You wouldn’t bring him back to the island?” She looked at me, fish scales glittering on her lips. “Even after he soul-hurt you?”

“That’s not a good reason to kill a man.”

“You aren’t killing him,” she said. “You’re feeding me. His energy would live on.” Her eyes were clear and golden, like water filled with sunlight. “For us to eat a man, it is a great gift.”

“Dead’s dead,” I told her. “Sorry.”

She blinked like she didn’t understand, and I ran my fingers through her mane and left her to her meal.

I walked over to the captain’s quarters and banged on the door.

“Open up!” I shouted. “It’s me.”

Naji answered, his face still covered. I don’t know why he bothered when he locked himself away in his quarters all the time.

“Hello, Ana

“Marjani in there?”

Naji held the door open wider and stepped back. Marjani was leaning over the navigation maps.

“Oh good,” she said when she saw me. “My navigator.”

“We need to talk,” I said.

She thrust the sexton at me. “Check our course,” she said. “You needed to do that this morning.”

I looked down at the map. An emerald brooch was stuck in the Island of the Sun, a lady’s hairpin stuck in the southern coast of Jokja. Shouldn’t it be Lisirra? But I didn’t say nothing about it; I had bigger concerns at the moment.

“You know that Empire soldier we signed up?” I said.

“Not Empire anymore,” Marjani said.

“He threatened me.”

That got her attention. She lifted her head, eyes concerned. “What?”

And so I told her what had happened in the galley, about him being onto our ruse with Naji, and knowing we were chasing after the starstones, all of it. Marjani listened to me and the lines in her brow grew deeper and deeper the longer I talked.

“We should be able to hold him off until we arrive at the manticore’s island,” she said when I finished. “We may have to leave him there.” Though I could tell that didn’t sit right with her at all.

Naji had slipped over beside us while I spoke, and he looked at her above his mask, and he said, “Don’t.”

“Don’t what?”

“Leave him with the manticores.” Naji hesitated. “We may need… he may prove useful.”

There was this long stifling silence.

“Oh?” Marjani asked. “You’ve decided to play captain now?”

I’ll give him credit; Naji didn’t even flinch. “Marjani,” he said. “Have you ever seen a starstone?”

Marjani glared at him.

“Neither have I,” he said. “But when I asked the Order about them…” his voice trailed off. “If the man has knowledge, it may come in useful.”

“Absolutely not. He’ll stir up a mutiny if we leave him on board.”

“She’s right,” I said. “An Empire soldier learns how to be a weasel from boyhood. He wants something from us–”

“Then give it to him.”

Marjani and me both looked at Naji in surprise, but he didn’t seem to notice. He pulled the mask away from his face, and even though I didn’t want it to, my breath caught in my throat.

“I want rid of this curse, and I’m not taking any chances,” he said. “Keep him alive, this Empire soldier. Keep an eye on him, and keep Ongraygeeomryn near you, but don’t kill him.”

He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye. “What’s his name? This soldier? Do you know it?”

“Jeric.” I hesitated. “Uh, yi Niru.”

“Oh,” said Naji, frowning. “He’s a noble.”

“Yeah, which means he’s doubly untrustworthy.”

“Just keep him alive,” Naji said.

Marjani shot him another dark look, but he pulled the mask back over his face and turned away. I leaned back over the navigation map and set up the divider.

Then the warning bells rang.

CHAPTER SEVEN

We ran out on deck, swords and pistols drawn. The crew were lined up against the starboard side, their voices a low murmur.

“The hell are you doing!” Marjani screamed at them. “Get your asses to work!”

They turned around, and when they saw Naji with his sword and his mask, they took off scrambling across the deck. Something glinted out on the horizon. Smoke trickled into the air. Fear clenched in my belly.

Marjani grabbed the spyglass off the helmsman and peered through it.

“Holy hell,” she said. “They’re Confederation.” She laughed.

Naji slunk up behind me and put a hand on my arm. I didn’t try to shake him off.

“What clan?” I whispered.

“Du

“With a crown?” I could hardly breathe. “A skull wearing a crown?”

“Looks like it, yeah.”

“The Hariris,” I said.

Naji pulled me close to him. My heart jolted in my chest like lightning was ru

“What?” Marjani looked from him back to me. “Why? They’ll see us flying pirate colors and let us–”

“They’re after me.”

Marjani’s face went dark.

“I’m sorry, I shoulda told you–”

“Why in hell is the Hariri clan after you?”

“Ana

“No,” Marjani said. “Don’t you dare move from that spot. What do the Hariris want with you?”

My voice shook when I spoke. “I was supposed to marry Tarrin – Captain Hariri’s son – and I didn’t want to… and then I killed him…”

This time, Marjani’s face turned ashen.