Chapter 21, The Volunteers:
Alone in the bow of the fishing boat, Chastity only pretended to be asleep. The shock of Meyers and Hector leaving the fishing village to their fate never wore off. The men she traveled with proved themselves to be cowards. Her back to the men, she’d refused to speak to them since the boat escaped the destruction.
The men knew of no destination that would be safe for the long-term. She’d have lost track of the days if she’d not notched the bow of the fishing boat with her dagger. For ten days, they ran from one shard to another, bouncing between the four compass points. Chastity doubted the men’s ability to know where in the shards they were. Their fearfulness drove them forward, not some grand plan.
She was a passenger on this ship of fools. She wanted her s
