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2024-10-29 19:42:56LandingTown Dock, Igonox
SEBASTIAN
I hate being behind schedule. Sebastian watched the FireStar draw port in LandingTown.
Behind schedule. He noted. Again.
The one thing that kept the chaos in Sebastian’s life carefully reined in was his meticulous devotion to being on schedule in all things he could control.
Like my ship. His first mate was trusted to go on the regular runs to the Isle in his place. Under the condition that he is on time when he returns!
As it drew port and the gangway was slapped down, Bast’s boots clicked sharply along the wood. “Boy!”
What the hell was the delay?
“No’ a boy!” A short man rippling with muscle met him on the deck. Glowering beneath a riot of black curls.
Bast spotted the familiar face.
Boy had a furious expres
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