"I can't stand being around her. She's been so grim lately." Peter stomped his foot in frustration. "She doesn't even want to talk. Cay, the girl who I thought would never shut up, is silent!"
"Yes, she's been avoiding me entirely. Are you sure she hasn't told you what's bothering her?"
"I just told you, it's like she's gone mute. She just nods and shrugs, nods and shrugs, all day long! I'm going crazy Devonn. Soon I'll be imagining big pink birds attacking me in my sleep and it'll be all her fault!"
"Maybe I should try to talk to her then…" Devonn mused.
"Please do before I kill us all."
I sighed. I stood outside the door listening to Peter and Devonn talk about me. They were right. I was doing everything I could to not talk to them. Especially Devonn. After what had happened three days ago I had been trying desperately to put some distance between them and myself. I was becoming much too attached to my kidnappers. And that can never be a good thing.
"Cay. You can come in now." Devonn called. I jumped back, startled. How had he…
I entered the room, looking very confused. "Yes?"
"We need to talk." He pointed to an empty chair and I sat.
"Peter if you don't mind…"
"Yeah yeah yeah." He left and I heard him mutter, "I need a drink."
We sat in silence. I twiddled my thumbs. He was watching me. I focused my eyes on a hole in the base of the wall. Every once in a while a small rat would poke his head out and sniff the air. I shuddered. I hate rats.
I could hear the deckhands barking orders at one another and the wind was raging overhead. The waves crashed against the side of the ship. It seemed a storm might be coming.
He spoke. "About the other day…"
I looked at him.
"I'm sorry. I was out of line."
"Nothing happened." I said quietly.
"And if anything had happened, it would have been a mistake. We were just caught up in the moment. It meant nothing." I felt mean. That had been kind of harsh. I saw hurt in his eyes before he could hide it. Guilt washed over me.
"Oh. Yes. Of course…"
Damn. Why was I such an awful person? "Devonn…"
"I should go help make sure everything is okay on the deck." And with that he left.
The door banged open and I jumped, nearly hitting my head. "GET OUT!" I shrieked. I had been taking a shower and there was no shower curtain so I was completely exposed. I quickly grabbed the towel and wrapped it around myself. "Why the hell are you still here?!"
Peter's eyes blazed dangerously and I was suddenly afraid. "What did you say to him?" He had that same tone he had spoken with that first day.
"What did I say to who?" I spoke cautiously.
"Devonn! What did you do to him?" He yelled. "All he's been doing is moping around in a daze. He almost got speared when he walked in the middle of Dany's archery practice! And when I asked him about it he just started babbling about you!"
"Oh? Fix him!" His face was steadily turning purple. It was rather funny if you ask me.
"We can't have him like this. Devonn can't be distracted!"
"I'm sorry, but there really isn't anything I can do." I said this as calmly as possible. So Devonn was upset about what had happened? I felt my heart skip a beat. Argh. I can't be feeling this way!
"Oh yes there is. I don't know what you did or said, but you are apologizing. NOW! You've put the entire ship in danger!"
"Oh come on," I scoffed. "It's just one boy. We'll all survive."
Uh oh. He was mad. "You are so lucky I can't kill you…yet."
"Is that a threat?"
"You can bet your life it is." And with that he left, slamming the door shut in the process.
I sighed and resumed my shower.
Later there was a knock at the door. I fully expected it to be Peter apologizing for overreacting before. So I was very surprised what a girl entered the room. She seemed to be about my age and had an uncanny resemblance to Devonn.
"So you're the queen?" She sneered and I instantly disliked her. She had this look of…evil. Yes, that was it.
"Yes. And you are…?" I sneered right back.
"Dany. Now shut up and listen to me."
I raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me." Dany scowled. "I am in charge. You may have won over those other two dimwitted idiots, but you can't fool me."
"Don't play dumb. I know you have something up your sleeve and I will find out what."
I looked at my arms. "This dress doesn't have sleeves."
She stepped forward and slapped me square across the face. My cheek stung smartly. "Ouch."
"I won't be so nice next time."
I narrowed my eyes. "You can't hurt me."
She laughed. "That's where you've got it wrong. I can't kill you. Everything else is fair game."
I was liking this girl less and less by the millisecond and she was starting to frighten me. My only comfort was the fact that I could fight back if need be.
"Well, someone's rude." I sat down on my bed.
"That'll cost you your dinner." She left.
I leaned back on the bed and though. What should I do?
A few minutes later I had an idea. I would have to escape.
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