Chapter 421:
Caspian
I never thought they would betray me.
After all those months sailing together—after the storms, the battles, the trust we built—they do this to me?
The kingdom must be in chaos.
I wanted to be back at sea. But not like this.
I look at the chains binding my arms. They are loose but heavy—meant to restrain, not harm. The metal is cold against my wrists. The links clink softly when I move.
In front of me, Nancy brings me a cup of water.
"Thirsty, Your Highness?"
"My thirst is the least of my worries."
She does not even look guilty.
Her face is calm and composed.
"It is common sense to never trust a pirate," she says.
"A pirate, huh?" I say.
I look at the cup of water. Then at the chains.
"Water. I would rather you take these off me."
She does not respond.
"It is not as if I can escape the boat," I say.
She looks at me for a while before speaking.
"I do not have the authority to make that decision," she says.
She leaves.
