Leela
The best cure to seasickness is camomile tea, or keeping the patient distracted. Though that had been my intention, the result was me being entirely distracted by the patient.
After his second cup of tea, Eli didn't seem to notice the rocking of the ship too much, although we had been through the worst of it now. The sea seemed to have stilled.
He was a born story teller. He knew when to pause to keep me on the edge of my nerve and when to reveal a secret with a grand flourish.
Eli told me he had five brothers and only one sister. He told me of the scandal when his father chose his mother, a mystic to be his first wife.
I thought it rather romantic. According to Eli, on his father's sixteenth year, he went to the young, newly appointed royal mystic to receive his mark. From t
