( Ayyyyyyyyyy, girl. For she's a lass and a folly and they be wearin' same face, and won't be Mr. Eames, second mate for want of a first on the good ship Queen Zanyra, who crosses her path on deck and doesn't turn his head, spooked. )
Eeeeeey, ma'am. Won't you be better served, you? In yer little home. The wee cabin, aye? ( Gods, but he's shivering. Seven years of bad luck for every minutes she wastes here. ) Permanently. For the missus' sake?
scallywags | aboard the queen zanyra
Eeeeeey, ma'am. Won't you be better served, you? In yer little home. The wee cabin, aye? ( Gods, but he's shivering. Seven years of bad luck for every minutes she wastes here. ) Permanently. For the missus' sake?