Salvation

When I leapt out of the water, I ran as hard as I could to the stairs. Skipping down them as I hit the sanctuary of the Captain’s Cabin and slammed the door. Fearful they’d all come in and have more of their fun.

But when the handle rattled and the door began to crack, I scrambled to the far end of the cabin, but I heard Lucien’s commanding voice booming.

“What are you doing, Boy! No one enters my cabins.”

“But she went in there. Ye said we could ‘ave her.”

“I did. Then ye had the poor fortune to lose her. Not my suffering that done it. And certainly not reason to grant you access to my personal chambers.”

He is going to keep them from having more of me.

That much at least sent me flooding with relief. I slid down the wall and drew up my knees. Sobbing wildly that I was at least temporarily safe.

What had I done?

Even I knew I couldn’t blame Lucien for my act. It’d been I that ran.