TEN
Sativa watched the sailors loading up the ship, wincing as the captain bawled orders, before she summoned the courage to address the man.
"I seek passage to the sea, and onward to Viken," she announced.
The captain grunted, then turned to face her.
Sativa was tempted to turn away from his scrutiny, but what was this man to cow her? She stood firm and jingled her purse. "I can pay."
"We already have a passenger," he said. "What's your name, girl?"
Girl. Sativa longed to tell him who she was, but she wouldn't get far if she did. She glanced down at her borrowed clothes, then jerked her chin up. "Lady Melitta. I helped Lord George slay the dragon."
The captain's eyes widened. "If you don't mind sharing, mayhap we do have space. I'm Captain Ziemowit. You can call me Ziemo, my lady
