Sar floated just above the bunk, legs crossed, eyes closed. Her hair flowed in a candy cascade to the floor.
Kraken leaned against a side wall. “Tell me about the others,” he said.
Sar descended to sit on the bunk. She unfolded her legs and put her bare feet on the floor. “I came here to be free, not be locked up. I had a more comfortable prison with the Al’Ri.”
Kraken waited, his head back and eyes closed. Haven spoke of the ocean, the wind, and the argument brewing in the galley.
“Fine,” Sar said. “Ash is the strongest. I’m next strongest, then Leach. We all want freedom. No one forcing us. I thought here would be different. After what you did for the island.” Her hair shifted around her.
“What do you know about pirates,” Gabb said. “Do you think we would have set foot on the island if we weren’t coming for our own?”
Sar’s burgundy eyes darkened, and glowed with deep red light. She looked like poison.
“The others,” Kraken said, his eyes still shut.
Sar glared at him.
“T’Rin is more than useless, he is weak. The grower and Moonglow are malleable. Soul lost.”
Kraken sighed. “Are you angry about the cell? No one forced you in. Prison? Hardly. Your Master was killed, and you freed when we took the island. You traveled the oceans, unbidden, to be a Kraken Pirate. No one asked you to come. You are free to leave at the next port, Y’Ahno. You chose to be here. Be angry with yourself.”
Tension hung in the room. Sar stood and paced in short tight circles. Kor drew his knife and began to clean his nails as if nothing could bother him. Gabb’s eyes turned the all black of a deep ocean predator. Kraken didn’t move.
Sar stopped to face Kraken. “Aren’t you going to ascertain my intentions?”
“Ascertain? Really?” Gabb said.
Kor snorted. “Cousin speak.”
“I have,” Kraken said.
Sar’s hair stilled and hung limp. “But Ash?”
Kraken shrugged. “The boy is a great actor.”
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