Chapter 21
It wasn't easy moving around on that yacht. The Viking ship had been hard enough, but it had been taking the waves head-on and magically propelling through them. Not only was there no magic aiding us now, there wasn't even anyone at the wheel. Now we were at the mercy of every errant wave, bucking and rolling this way and that.
At least it wasn't far to the door that led below decks, and then we were out of the lashing cold rain. I pushed back my sou'wester to drain the water from its rolled-up brim and get it out of my eyes, but then nearly fell through an open doorway to my left as the yacht climbed a wave then slid down the back of it sideways.
"Can you captain this vessel?" Thorbjorn asked Andrew. They had both lunged to catch me before I fell, and for a moment they each
