Tori Transmigrated

In the city, nothing was ever completely dark at night. It was only when Fabian was outside Horizon and other well-sized towns that he knew how dark it could be. Even under the moonlight, he felt there were limitations.

The pirate ships were painted dark colors and they had snuck up on Lionfish Tau by hiding in the dark and rowing closer in the shadows of the boat. They stayed just far enough that the main ship blurred into the night, but smaller boats were released to quickly make their way and hide below the edge of the ship, where they couldn’t be seen.

No wonder the two aid ships had disappeared at night. If no one saw the enemy approach, infiltration was a simple matter. Gideon was right: the emergency beacons didn’t have a chance to be used. As such, the aid ships disappeared quietly into the night.

Fabian grit his teeth as he sat rooted next to Engineer Royce. Her brows were knit and her lips were in a tight line. Her eyes kept flickering from whoever was talking and Fabian guessed that she was listening to their conversation.

He took a deep breath. Without a weapon and outnumbered, he was useless. The only thing he could do was sit and wait to react.

With the chaos of the pirate ship and the merchant vessel, including the roar of water coming from the water jets on the side, any yelling he could’ve done to get their attention would’ve been drowned out. And that was only if he were able to scream. If he tried, he’d probably be cut down immediately.

He’d learned during the Blue Crescent that keeping up one’s health was important. If you were injured, you were a liability. If you were dead, you were useless. Surviving was the most important thing at the moment.

Besides, perhaps they could find out more about the pirates that would be useful in capturing them, impeding them, or even finding the vanishing ship and its crew. If they were able to return to safety, they could be of massive help to the navy.

The small rowboat creaked in the water as they went further and further away. The lights of Lionfish Tau were becoming specks in the night, but he did see Tigersharknearing them, which was a relief. From what he could recall before he fell into the water, Gideon had been ushered to safety, even if against his will.

Fabian was fairly certain that none of the pirates made it on board, and even if they did, Captain O’Tuagh left two O’Tuagh knights trained especially for guarding on a ship, with them, and Fabian had seen them help surround Gideon just before he fell overboard. In addition, with Tigershark there, Gideon would be even more protected.

If there was one thing he learned, it was that if he couldn’t protect Gideon, someone from a March would.

The lights from both ships had merged into one and it was only then that their small vessel reached an awaiting ‘mothership’. Fabian and Engineer Royce were forced to climb a rope ladder. At the bottom were men with swords. Awaiting them at the top were more men with swords. As soon as they were on deck, their wrists were tied in front of them with rough rope.

Both of them were patted down and his timepiece, his comcry, and her small dagger hanging on her waist were confiscated.

Fabian wanted to ask where they were taking them and what they planned, but he clenched his mouth closed. It was unlikely he’d be told. He glanced at Engineer Royce, who kept her head lowered. He could see a frown on her face as they were led below deck. He expected to be locked up in a brig, or at the very least, a cramped room that could function as a cell.

Instead, they were just told to stay in a corner of what appeared to be an area used for storage. There was a single light crystal by the doorway and it smelled of spoiled vegetables at the bottom of a barrel in a market. A rickety wooden door was shut.

“They’re going to take us somewhere, but they didn’t explicitly say the name. It sounds like a village on an island,” Engineer Royce spoke up for the first time. “And they mentioned ‘with the rest of them’.”

Fabian frowned and narrowed his eyes. “The rest of them? The missing crews from the aid ships?”

She nodded. “I think so.” She let out a low breath and leaned back against the wall. “It sounds like they’re alive.”

“But it’s strange, isn’t it?” Fabian asked as he walked the length of the room. “What reason would they have to keep the crew alive?”

“The only things I can think of are forced labor or negotiations?”

Fabian bit his lips. “They should know that the coastal kingdoms won’t negotiate and even if they could, how would they? The aid ships had crews that were from various kingdoms and principalities. Knowing that, unless all involved countries pay part of a ransom or keep part of the terms, a single country is going to refuse to take it all on themselves.”

“Forced labor can always be used, especially after a devastating typhoon when entire villages need to be cleared and rebuilt,” Engineer Royce replied.

“There is a third option of human trafficking, as well,” Fabian said.

Engineer Royce frowned. She raised her head and looked at Fabian. “What do you think we should do?”

“All we can do is see where they take us. When we get on land, we can activate our wristbands.” Fabian looked at the strip of leather on his wrist. It looked rather unassuming and with the cuff of his shirt hiding it, he hoped it wouldn’t be noticed until they could be found.

Engineer Royce immediately frowned. She looked at her wrists and held them up. “Can you unstrap my band? My sleeve is already riding up; if they see it, they may take it. I’ll hide it elsewhere.”

“Good idea.” Fabian nodded. He did his best to unstrap the wristband with his own bound hands. It fell to the floor and Engineer Royce picked it up and stuffed it somewhere on her person. She then sat back down and looked up at him.

“We’re a good distance from the nearest island. I’d take a seat.”

“In a moment,” he said as he wandered the room. “This was a storage area.”

“I gathered.”

“No, I mean...a storage area for goods. The area is larger and it still smells of rotten, wet food.” Fabian looked through several empty barrels and shelves. Squinting, he turned an empty barrel and tilted it so he could shed more light on it. His eyes widened. “This came from Eclya.”

“It’s a pirate ship. They brought the goods on board.”

“If this was filled, it would’ve been difficult to take on board by itself in such a short amount of time, such as when raiding a ship,” Fabian said, moving on to the next barrel. He saw the same labels burned on to the side of the barrel. “I have no doubt these were stolen, but it would’ve required a lot of effort to transfer them from one ship to another.” He raised his eyes. “Or they didn’t.”

“Didn’t?”

“It was too dark to get a good look at the ship, but...pirate ships need to come from somewhere, right?”

Engineer Royce stared at him and her brows slowly rose. “Do you think that this is one of the missing ships?”

“The recent great storm did substantial damage. Ships could’ve been affected, too. If your theory was correct and the pirates were islanders, then they likely would’ve returned to their villages and their ships were hidden away. It’s very possible that they were damaged to the point that they couldn’t be used.”

“If that’s the case, then they’d need new ships...and the aid ships weren’t escorted, so they’d be an easy target.” Engineer Royce perked up as Fabian nodded. “No sounds of attack, no canon fire...all because they didn’t want to damage the ships.” She crinkled her eyes. “Were they crazy trying to attack Lionfish Tau?”

“They were able to get two ships and stumped Soleil’s navy and the coastal navies. Perhaps they got cocky and set their sights on Lionfish Tau.”

“But it’s a massive ship. They’d never get it easily.”

“They got quite close. And it was a coordinated attack. We’re on a different ship. How many others were waiting in the dark and weren’t noticed?” Fabian said. “Lionfish Tau is the largest vessel in Soleil. For its size, it is incredibly fast. Such a huge ship moving through the water is easily noticeable. They might have been watching it for some time. With enough work, it can easily be turned into a floating fortress.”

Engineer Royce let out a small snort and lifted her chin. “They can try. Master Guevera and Anahata Island put a lot of work on Lionfish Tau. If we weren’t trying to get a pirate ship to come close so we can tag and track them, they’d have no chance.”

Fabian tilted his head to the side. “What do you mean?”

“Since you’re in the navy and Prince Gideon’s partner in all this, I’ll tell you,” she said. “There is a ring of crystals below the waterline on the ship’s hull. The aquamarine has been programmed and upon activation, it will manipulate water to make the surrounding area turbulent to turn ships away. At its highest setting, it can instigate a ship capsizing.”

Fabian snapped his head back. “Can it do that?”

“I heard it’s been tested outside the delta, but it can only be used twice, as the energy used is great and the crystals can only hold so much until they are grounded for recharge, but the ring is installed on long distance Lions Gate ships,” she said. “And on Master Guevera’s personal vessel.”

“On For Whom the Sun Rises?”

“You’ve heard of it?”

“I’ve been on it.” Briefly. Fabian furrowed his brows. It looks like his worry for Gideon was for naught. He felt even more relief knowing that Gideon would be safe on board. He took a seat next to Engineer Royce. “I suppose we’ll just wait and see where they take us.”

She nodded. “I’m sure we’ll be found with the tracking crystals on our bodies. The relay time has a short delay.”

“You’re confident?”

She looked at him with a stern expression. “Once they have a chance, they will start to look for us.”

Fabian narrowed his eyes and looked ahead of him. “Then, we should prepare to be found.”

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There were no windows in the cabin storage area where they were being held, and they had taken his time piece. Fabian could only estimate that they’d been there for hours. Engineer Royce had fallen asleep and was slumped against the wall. Fabian found that the events of the night had left him too excited and he couldn’t fall asleep.

It was for the best. He wanted to stay away to take everything in.

Over the creaking of the ship, he heard voices growing louder outside the door and he narrowed his eyes. He elbowed Engineer Royce awake and with a single gesture of his head towards the door, she seemed to be jarred from her sleep filled haze and was to attention at once.

The two of them were tense as the door opened and two men came in. They were ordering something, but Fabian could only make out some of the words. Engineer Royce told him to stand.

“Coastal pidgin,” she said. “They likely don’t know Soleilan.”

Fabian nodded. His physical characteristics made it obvious he was not from the region.

They were led outside. Fabian squinted at the bright sunlight he was exposed to as soon as they reached the deck. He held back a hiss and tried to adjust as quickly as possible . Once he did, he realized that the ship had anchored. He looked around the deck, ignoring the pirates as they worked around him. Smaller boats were dropped into the water and someone yelled at them.

Engineer Royce told him they were going on shore and held out her wrists. The ropes were untied, but swords were pointed at them as they were herded to the edge of the ship and made to climb down onto one of the awaiting dinghies.

Fabian narrowed his eyes. The sides of the ship had been carefully burnt to leave a black char. Its matted color wouldn’t reflect light easily. Though it was charred, he could make out the engraving of the ship’s name.

Mercy Three.

He took a deep breath.

“I know this island.” He tried not to snap his head towards Engineer Royce as he heard her quiet voice. He tried to be nonchalant as he followed her gaze from the ship to the land in front of them. They appeared to be in a large cove of a large island. There were jagged peaks covered with greenery and a crescent shaped beach touching the water.

“Is it inhabited?”

He barely noticed her swallow hard. “This is the western island of Telstaga. I recognize the outline of the mountains.” She grit her teeth. “This is my grandfather’s home island.”

“Does he have any family here?”

“Many cousins and one brother. His brother’s family is huge and many should be around,” she said with crinkled eyes. She shook her head. “Telstaga has good relations with the coast and Soleil....”

Why would they harbor pirates? He could almost hear the inquiry in his head as she trailed off. “I don’t see any villages from here. Maybe they don’t know.”

“Someone has to know. On the islands, news gets through. They can’t hide this from everyone.” There was a disapproving look on her face.

They were rowed to shore and while most people on their boat and other boats began to carry the boats to hide them elsewhere, the two of them had their wrists tied once more and were escorted at sword point into the jungles at the edge of the beach. Swimming had been difficult with boots, but now, as they marched through a path of rocks and broken plant leaves, Fabian was thankful that he kept his boots on.

He glanced at Engineer Royce and frowned. “Where are your shoes?” He never thought about it until now.

“I took them off before I jumped off the ship,” she said. “It’s fine. I’m used to going barefoot.”

He was a bit impressed. He didn’t think he was all that sheltered despite having grown up alongside Gideon in the palace, as his early years were a struggle with his late grandfather to survive, but he’d never had to run around barefoot. At least, not in Horizon.

They hiked for some time and emerged in a clearing with several huts with leaf roofs.

“Is this a village?”

“It’s a temporary one....Where are the people?”

Fabian wondered that as well. There were three structures: two long and one small. They didn’t look sturdy, but he wasn’t familiar with the structures in the area. He looked at Engineer Royce, who was scanning the clearing as they walked.

“This is newly built. The paths aren’t well worn and there are traces of construction everywhere. There aren’t any families here, either. No children. No elderly.” With each word, her face darkened. “I think this is where the missing crew is.”

Around sunset, her suspicions were confirmed. A long train of people who had their wrists bound trudged through the forest and emerged. Their clothes were stained and tattered, their bodies unkempt. Some had evidence of wounds.

Fabian counted thirty-six people, both men and women. They looked to be from the mainland coastal areas, as well. As soon as they began to settle in, small groups of people began to cook. They picked large, round fruits and various leafy plants with bulging roots dumped on the ground by a stern group of pirates who were watching them.

Fabian was shoved forward and someone pointed at the plants. He assumed they wanted him to do work, but he’d never worked with those items before. He knew they were food and he’d eaten some during his previous tour, but he’d never prepared them.

A middle-aged woman who was scrubbing a root seemed to study him. “Selgret?”

He wasn’t sure if it was wise to reveal where he was from, despite obviously not being local to the region. He nodded. “Yes.”

The woman’s accent was coastal, but easy to understand. “How did they find you?”

“Aid ship from Selgret was attacked,” he said in a quiet voice. The woman’s face heated up and she glared.

“We are trying to help. Why did they kidnap us?”

“They kidnapped you?” It was forced labor. There were things on the mountain that needed to be fixed and building materials that needed to be gathered. They were told that a large portion of the island had been hurt during the last great typhoon, so despite the situation of their ship being cornered by a large group of pirates, they still came.

Except as soon as they arrived, their ship was immediately ransacked with supplies meant for survivors disappearing. They were not allowed back on the ship and watched helplessly as their ships were burned. The crew themselves were sent to do manual labor in the mountains.

They couldn’t even gather their own food. They had to rely on what their captors fed them.

“Aside from a handful of men, they haven’t seen other islands. They’re confined to a particular area. They haven't seen other villages,” Engineer Royce said at dinner. They sat around, eating with their hands from clean, large leaves. Everyone seemed used to it, even Engineer Royce. Fabian found that the starchy food slipped through his fingers and was a bit embarrassed that he couldn’t bring food to his mouth without a good chunk falling.

However, everyone was too exhausted to notice.

“Do you know where the nearest village is?” Fabian asked. They kept to themselves and tried to avoid the eyes of the pirates guarding them.

“The main village should be on the other side of the mountains, to the southeast,” she said.

“Do you think they’ll help us?”

Her lips pursed. “I’m not sure.” She grit her teeth. “But if we go, we should be able to find out more about the situation and whether or not the island elders know about this.”

“Then, we have to figure out a way to escape.”

“I’m going to leave my tracking crystal with one of the crewmembers,” she said. “In case they’re moved, we can find them. You have yours, so as long as we stick together, we’ll be fine.”

Fabian nodded. “Do you know where to go?”

The corner of her lip curled up. “My maternal grandmother’s side is from the priestess class. There are places only those of that class can go. In the islands, hereditary knowledge is through the mother.”

Fabian raised a brow. “Then, you know how to get to the village?”

“It’s cutting through some sacred areas that are usually avoided. My grandmother said that rumors that they are cursed keep people away.”

“Are they?” Fabian drew his head back and frowned. She almost looked at him with disgust.

“Of course not. How gullible are you?” She shook her head. “Just eat what you can. Men and women are separated for sleep. Try to stay by the edge and I’ll get you.”

Fabian looked at her with suspicion. “How about the guards?”

She lifted her chin and smirked. “I have some crystals.”

That single phrase felt somewhat concerning, but Fabian didn’t have a choice. The two of them pretended to blend in with the crew members and Fabian did his best to learn what he could. The language barrier was frustrating.

Nearly everywhere he went, Soleilan was spoken as a second language. He’d taken it for granted that it would be the case in areas where the empire had territory. Pidgin existed and while he understood some words, the entire string of them didn’t always make sense. He could read some Old Sulfae, but that wasn’t a language that was actively spoken and unless he was trying to write a charm, which he had no skill in, it was useless.

When I get back, I’m going to learn other languages, he thought to himself with some bitter determination as he laid on the pile of dried leaves that made bedding for the captured crew. He closed his eyes, but didn’t fall asleep.

Considering how worn out the captured crew was from their forced manual labor and treks up and down the mountains, they had fallen asleep easily. The sounds of heavy breathing and snoring filled the long house. He was sure that even if he moved around, the noise he made would be drowned out and unnoticeable.

Occasionally, he’d open an eye and look out. The longhouses didn’t have many walls; just panels of leaves haphazardly woven together for shade moreso than to keep out elements. At the very least, it was warm and humid at night. However, it was concerning that once the incoming typhoon hit, these people didn’t have actual shelter.

He quietly prayed that they’d be discovered soon.

“Von Dorn.” He felt something small hit his face and he scrunched it. “Let’s go.” He heard Engineer Royce’s voice, but didn’t see her. Still, he went in the direction of the faint voice. A hand shot out and grabbed him. “I’m going to cause a diversion. I’m going to grab you and then you follow. I won’t run, but you have to keep up. Careful where you step.”

Fabian could only nod. He could barely see her moving in the shadows of the long house. Suddenly, a yell came from the far corner of the camp. He instinctively turned his head towards it, but felt her hand clamp around his wrist and pull him forward.

“What did you do?” he said in a low hiss as he followed her small, quick footsteps around the back of the temporary shelters and into the forest. They were going up.

“Terracrystal. I caused the shelter where the guards stay to sink to one side.”

“How many crystals do you have on you?”

“Five, but that took a lot of energy from me,” she said, sounding a bit out of breath. “It’ll take some time to regain my energy.”

Fabian felt even more annoyed at his uselessness. I should learn crystals, too. Why hadn’t he taken the classes with Instructor Ignatius more seriously? He had only been able to collect as much energy as a fraction of what Gideon could, but that shouldn’t have deterred him.

After all, in comparison, Gideon, who had been able to ground and move the most energy out of everyone in their beginner’s class, only had a sliver of the ability of the Crown Prince. Gideon had once told him that there were few people who had the ability to ground as well as his brother. Sebastian de Guevera, the legendary monster, and later the Countess, who had to work to achieve such levels.

They trekked up the mountain and Fabian forced himself not to turn back. They couldn’t stop, either. While they were only two people, both of them stood out amongst the captured and would be noticed as missing, especially once the sun rose. The two of them needed to put as much distance between them and their captors as possible.

“Have you been through here before?”

“Surprisingly a lot,” she said. “I spent half my life on this island when I was a child and when I wasn’t studying, I came here to visit relatives.” She frowned. “But I won’t forgive them if they had anything to do with this.”

“What if they were desperate?”

“I can understand if they were desperate; we’ve all been in such a state, but that doesn’t mean I can forgive them,” she said. “Because that ship was taken, other islands couldn’t get supplies allocated for them. The smaller islands suffer the most after a storm.”

Fabian pursed his lips. He didn’t say anything, and followed her. His feet began to hurt, unused to the unleveled ground and the awkward steps they had to take. He’d slipped a few times and she’d have to pull him up, but somehow, by dawn, they made it over the ridge that separated the island into the east and west.

They could only rest for a short while. She’d taken him to a cave where there was a freshwater spring used for blessing newborns. There were some dried food offerings nearby and she said a prayer before taking some dried fish jerky and fruit for them to eat.

Fabian hesitated. “Is this all right?”

“Yes, we used to do this all the time as children.” He was unsure how to take that and gave her an awkward look. Engineer Royce still shoved the dried foods in his hands. “Just eat. We won’t get to the main village until sunset and I don’t know if the other sacred sites have any offerings left.”

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Survive first, ask for forgiveness from the gods later.

It was a good idea to follow Engineer Royce’s suggestion. They went through three other sacred sites, but the offerings either didn’t exist or were no longer edible. As far as Fabian was concerned, it was a stroke of luck to have run across the first sacred site.

When they caught sight of the village settled in a well-protected cove by the water, it was sunset. “Where should we go first?” he asked.

There was some hesitation on her face. “Great Uncle may be able to help us, but I’ve been thinking. I’m worried someone in his family may know. He has many children and grandchildren.”

Meaning that their mere appearance could raise someone’s suspicion, which could cause them trouble, and cause trouble to her great uncle’s family.

“Is there somewhere I can hide?”

“There are some inns near the pier for visitors. Do you have any money?”

Fabian grit his teeth together. He didn’t even have money on him. Why would he need it? The money he carried on him was left on Tigershark. How utterly useless was he? He had no abilities outside of sword and swimming.

He’d heard that Conner also knew medicinal herbs, which could be very useful, and had learned basic grounding and crystal techniques. And what did Fabian know that could be useful at the moment? Nothing.

His thoughts became a solemn promise to better himself and gain more practical knowledge when he had the chance. Sometimes, a sword wouldn’t be necessary to protect Gideon and he’d need to know something else.

Engineer Royce seemed to notice the frustration on his face and sighed. “Then, in that case, we’ll just wander around the area. There are foreigners there, so you won’t stand out too much. Hopefully, no one will recognize me.”

They made their way around the village, doing their best to remain as unseen as possible by avoiding the populated areas to get to the pier.

They didn’t relax until they were seated under one of the wooden columns to keep up a pier, in the dark.

“How long do you think it will take for them to find us?” he asked.

“A crew member must get on the ground to contact headquarters back at the Cosora Delta. The best-case scenario is that they’d manage to get ashore by midday. We arrived before midday and have been on land ever since, so headquarters should know where we are. Relaying that back to the crew member on shore won’t take long. Then it’s just a matter of finding us...but that time increases when they have supplies to distribute.”

“That’s more important right now. I’d say the next storm has another two or three days before it’s in the region.” He looked over at her. “They took my comcry, did they take yours?”

She shook her head and pursed her lips. “I had left mine in my cabin.”

Once more, the two could only sleep outside. Engineer Royce knew of some caves by the nearby beach, so they sought shelter there. Despite the situation, the sound of the water and the warm air was somewhat relaxing. Those, coupled with their lack of sleep, and the two slept through well until the next day.

The next morning, Fabian wandered the pier, chatting up foreigners who knew Soleilan when he could. Engineer Royce went around to try to find out more about the island’s situation. When they met up around noon, she’d brought him some fruit to eat and explained that the island was hit quite hard, especially the more rural villages deeper in the island, but there hadn’t in an increase in villagers coming to the main village for supplies.

In fact, they seemed to adjust quite well.

This set off some alarms in Fabian’s mind. Did those villagers adjust well or did they get their hands on supplies that weren’t meant for them?

“I don’t know which villages have been affected and if we suddenly appear, it will be cause for concern. It’s best that we try to find out more and report back.”

Fabian raised a brow. “Are you part of the navy or am I part of the navy?”

“I am a concerned citizen.”

He rolled his eyes and they made their way deeper into the jungle to find some food. They managed to find some fruit, which only reminded Fabian that once more, he had no idea what he was doing outside of Soleil. He couldn’t even identify edible plants.

An annoying thought filled his head. I bet Conner can identify edible plants....

“Now why are you scowling?” Engineer Royce asked as she bit into a peeled orange fruit.

“I just realized how much knowledge I lack,” he said. “I swore to protect Gideon, but in such a situation as this, I have no way to even keep him alive. If he were here with me instead of you, we’d still be tied up in the mountains.”

“You’re still young. You can learn,” she said. “That is what my master tells me. No matter how old you are, you can still learn. When you stop learning, you open yourself up to weakness.”

The corner of his lip curled up with some frustration. If only he’d been told that years earlier, when he was so arrogant thinking he was Gideon’s ideal knight. “I’ve wronged him.”

“Maybe so, but from what I’ve seen, Officer Soleil cares a lot about you. Such loyalty and love are hard to come by. When this is over, continue to work hard for him. Continue to support each other.” She patted him on the shoulder and Fabian nodded.

“He’s always believed in me. I can’t let him down.”

They began to head back towards the shore where they could hide for the night, when someone was heard shouting behind them. Engineer Royce tensed up, but kept her face forward and didn’t slow down.

“Ayesha!”

There wasn’t anyone else around and Fabian glanced at his companion. As if knowing he was asking if she knew who they were talking about, she kept moving forward. “I’m sure they have the wrong person.”

“Ayesha Royce! I know that’s you, Cousin!”

Fabian’s lips drew into a line as he tried to be polite and not notice her defeated expression. “Are we going to ignore them?”

“Yes-”

“Ayesha!” A slim man was out of breath as he caught up with them. He scrambled to stand in front of them to keep them from walking away. He lifted his head and seemed to study Engineer Royce’s face to ensure that he had called out correctly. When his face burst into a smile, Fabian knew he found the right person. “I knew it was you!”

Engineer Royce seemed at a loss as to how to react, so Fabian took a half step in front of her and used himself to block her from view. “I’m sorry, I think you have the wrong person.”

“No, no, I’m sure it’s her! Ayesha!” The man tried to move Fabian aside, but Fabian remained rooted in his spot. The man frowned and shot Fabian an annoyed look. “Who are you? You causing my cousin trouble?”

“He’s a fellow researcher from Soleil.” Engineer Royce stepped to the side and gave the man a stern look. “We’re trying to assess damages caused by the storm and what can be done to prevent them.”

“Is that right?” The man looked impressed and nodded. He cracked a grin. “Just like Auntie; so focused on research! Always thinking with your head. You didn’t come by Grandpa’s!” He laughed and looked over her shoulder. “Fano! Look who I found!”

“Is that Ayesha?”

“Yeah, it’s Ayesha!”

“Oh, tell her to come to Grandpa’s!”

“Why are they speaking in Soleilan?” Fabian asked in a quiet voice. Engineer Royce cringed.

“They think my Telstran and Celanese are bad, and that I can’t understand it well, so they just speak to me in Soleilan.” She lowered her voice further. “I’m not that bad, it's just accented.”

He nodded and found that suddenly there were three other people around them, all ushering them to ‘Grandpa’s house’. “We should just follow them.”

“Yeah, we don’t have a choice at this point....” Ayesha put on a helpless smile, greeted her cousins, and followed them back into the village.

Her cousins were fishermen and were pulling up a boat for their friend on to the shore when they recognized her. From the way she interacted with her relatives, it was clear that she liked them and even joked with them, but there was some suspicion in her eyes. What if they were seen by someone they shouldn’t be seen by?

Her worries weren’t unfounded. Upon arriving at her great uncle’s home, to say it was a compound was putting it lightly. It was a massive courtyard with multiple plots with multiple homes. There were aunts, uncles, cousins, and children of cousins. Neighbors were coming in and out and Fabian wasn’t sure who was who.

Ayesha already stood out being half; her skin was a bit paler, her eyes were different, and she was dressed as a mainland Soleil merchant sailor. Fabian knew he made the situation even worse by standing out completely. If anyone were looking for them, he would be the dead giveaway.

He never wished he could hide inside a building more and had to restrain himself from continuously glancing out the door of the main house as Ayesha tried to explain that they were assessing something for her crystal master.

“Haha!” The silver-haired old man looked pleased. “Look at your cousin! A researcher for Soleil! Takes after her mother.”

“How long have you been doing research?” someone asked Fabian. Now was not the time to correct them and say he was a naval officer. Too many eyes were on them and they didn’t know if word had spread that they’d escaped the other side of the island.

“I started studying when I was in secondary school, but it took some time to get back into the field. It’s hard to get into research without a formal master.”

“Do you and Ayesha have the same master?” Fabian tried not to grimace. He didn’t know a thing about Engineer Royce’s master; their stories could clash. “No, my master is....”

“Master Guevera, one of the foremost young crystal masters in Soleil!” Fabian resisted the urge to look at Engineer Royce in horror. Why did he feel as if the Countess would suddenly appear and smack him? If he ever called the Countess ‘master’, he’d probably be killed.

Regardless, the effect of impressing the family elders was enough. They managed to get through a hearty dinner, though both of them tried to contain their pace so as not to appear starved.

That night, as was customary, he went to stay with some of her male cousins while she stayed in the main house with her immediate elders. They had a silent conversation confirming that they were to say nothing about the navy or how they got there outside of their already fabricated story of being dropped off by a research vessel passing through.

They were to maintain low profiles, or at least as low profile as they could. Yet, from the middle of dinner onward, Fabian could feel eyes on him. Eyes that weren’t just curious or amused, but boring into the back of his head. He glanced at Engineer Royce and wanted to say he felt spotted, but didn’t have a chance to.

They were split up well into the night and the only thing Fabian could do was remain on guard. He went through the motions of getting ready, even chatting with Engineer Royce’s cousins, and telling them what information he could remember about crystals from Lycée in order to appear legitimate.

He couldn’t feel any suspicion or otherwise negative thoughts coming from the cousins. They were all relatively young and cheerful; they’d been helping fish and farm. Honest work that didn’t involve raiding ships.

But that feeling of being watched didn’t leave him even as he laid down and closed his eyes.

Intuition was important in marches, he remembered hearing. Intuition was important for the marches, for knights. For any sort of warrior. Even Conner had told him to go with his ‘gut feeling’ on things because ‘it’s what I do and I’m doing great!’.

That idiot.

Fabian thought it, but he didn’t mean it. Someone who could improve their physical abilities in such a short amount of time, have in depth interest and knowledge in multiple complex subjects, and become a close friend of not only Countess Guevera, but also addressed familiarly by the Crown Prince, was hardly an idiot.

Maybe he’s one of those idiot savants?

His brows knit together, but before he could fully consider this, his mouth was covered by a piece of cloth. His eyes flew open and he moved his arms to struggle. Large hands gripped his arms and kept them close to his body as he was lifted up. He tried to make a sound, but found that the cloth and the hand clamped over his mouth muffled any sound he made.

In the dark of the room, he could make out the shapes of the others still sleeping on their beds, snoring.

The men, he assumed there were at least two, carried him out of the room and it wasn’t until they ran out of an open gate and headed into the forest that they spoke. Rapid words were spoken and Fabian stopped struggling to concentrate, but couldn’t understand what they were saying.

He was tossed onto the ground, but before he they could grab his arms to bind them, he moved his hand over his wrist and touched the band.

A flash of light flew into the air, illuminating the area and making the men who were kidnapping him jump back and yell. The light was unexpected and for a moment they were blinded. Fabian ran into the jungle, afraid to be caught again if he returned to the family compound.

Yelling was heard behind him as he crouched down to try to figure out where he could go. He was the one at a disadvantage being foreign to the area. At best, he could put distance between them.

He glowered and tried to think of the training sessions he’d gone on while in Horizon. He wanted to cry out in frustration. They never trained in the jungle.

He ran, relieved that he didn’t take off his boots when he went to bed. So what if he had to convince his roommates that he was embarrassed because his feet stank? At least he wasn’t running barefoot. He began climbing up a slope when he heard a whistle and then saw a bright flash of light wash across the jungle floor from the ocean behind him. As soon as it dimmed, he turned around.

There was a ship in the distance with emergency beacons shooting into the air. His heart skipped a beat. He was too far to confirm whether it was a friendly ship or not, but it had responded to his emergency beacon.

The yelling behind him grew louder and he decided to make his way to the water. Doing his best to make his way through the dense jungle in the dark, he stumbled and rolled a few times making his way down an area where there weren’t pursuers. As he made it closer to the edge of the village, he noticed that the entire place seemed much livelier than it had been when he went to bed.

Lights were on and people were yelling and shouting from all around. Someone was bowing some sort of low, hollow instrument in the distance.

Fabian felt his heart shoot to his throat. Was it given away that he and Engineer Royce had escaped forced labor? Were more pirates coming after him? Did they get Engineer Royce?

He wanted to rush back to the family compound, but it was on the other side of the village and he’d be captured as soon as he set foot on the streets. Logically, she’d have a better chance than him being family. No pirates would act so rashly.

Dogs were barking and chickens were clucking from all directions and Fabian grimaced. He needed to make it to shore. If he could make it to shore, maybe he could hide and wait for rescue. Maybe he could check to see if the ship with the beacon was one of their own.

He broke through the tree line, covered with scratches, scrapes, bruises, and sweat trickling down the side of his face. At least, he hoped it was just sweat.

There were lights over the water and it seemed that row boats were coming to shore.

Something whizzed past his head and hit the sand in front of him. His heart nearly stopped. Was that an arrow?

Another object hit the sand to his right and he could feel something passing him.

A sharp pain hit his shoulder and he let out a cry, raising his arm to reach back. Something hard hit him. Was it a rock?

“Fabian!” He was so tired; he was hearing things. “Fabian! Row faster!”

Fabian squinted and saw light from a crystal reflecting off of silver-white hair. “Gideon?”

He watched the familiar face pale before Gideon reached into the water and yelled something incoherent.

Fabian saw something come out of the water, like a thick hose, and shot past him. He could feel miniscule drops of water against his face as he stumbled forward. Since when could Gideon control water? Did he have aquamarine-

He felt a sharp pain on the back of his head and didn’t finish his thought.

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“How many fingers am I holding up?”

“I have a concussion. I’m not blind,” Fabian said in a dull voice as he sat up on a bed in the captain’s room of Stingray. He let out a low breath. “And I can move to a different room.”

“No!” Gideon, who had been rooted in a chair beside the bed, shook his head. “You will not! Captain O’Tuagh said you can stay here for another few days. The doctor will continue to check on you.”

“I was only knocked out for a few minutes.” It may have been a few minutes, but so much happened while I was unconscious.

From what Gideon and Engineer Royce told him, emergency messages were sent via messenger birds to the nearest Soleil naval vessels after the attack. They went to the nearest island, which was a glorified sandbar, to wait to track them and as soon as they were able to get the information relayed, Gideon navigated them to the island.

Lionfish Tau dismissed the escort - a direct order from Henrik Skuldsen once he was notified. The merchant ship could manage itself, but there was an opportunity to find where the pirates who plagued the area were, so Tigersharkshould return to duty. Stingray was nearby, also completing a tour around Selgret and went at top speed to follow.

Gideon got on board Stingray, as he needed to set navigation coordinates.

Tigershark had the Chief Engineer from Lionfish Tau with them and tracked Engineer Royce’s wristband, which had been planted in the encampment, thus revealing the missing crew members. Various pirates had been caught there.

Stingraywas tracking Fabian’s using a tablet on the ship. They went around to the east side of the island to the main village and were lowering the boats when they saw the emergency light flare that Fabian released.

The village was filled with sailors from Stingray at once, with Captain O’Tuagh personally going to the village leaders to inform them what was happening. At the same time, Engineer Royce had deemed her great uncle trustworthy and told him what happened. The reason that the village had been chaotic at night was because they went to check on Fabian and Fabian was missing, which sent panic through the family.

They told extended family and neighbors, and suddenly, people began to name names and villages that had been abnormal recently.

Fabian had run out on the beach and was hit by a rock during his escape. Gideon had tried to hold back his pursuers with seawater using a crystal, but missed...and, due to being unpracticed in the art and unused to the energy consumption, also collapsed. He remained conscious, but was sitting on a boat, heavily guarded while the village was in chaos.

In the end, the issue of pirates and dealing with the island was handed off to Tigershark and Barracuda, the main ship of the fleet stationed in Selgret. It was also the ship captained by Raul-Michel Royce, Engineer Royce’s father. Having his daughter kidnapped by pirates did not help the pirates.

In the meantime, Gideon and Fabian were brought back to Stingray to recover.

Fabian let out a heavy sigh and closed his eyes. Gideon tensed. “What’s wrong? Does your head still hurt?”

“Not physically....” Fabian said. “I led those pirates directly to you.”

“What are you talking about?” Gideon furrowed his brows. Fabian opened his eyes and turned to look at him.

“When I ran out onto the beach, they were throwing rocks at me and I ran straight to you.”

Gideon nodded, but still appeared confused. “Yes, I was calling out to you.” His shoulders sank and he lowered his gaze. “I’m sorry, Fabian.”

Fabian crinkled his eyes. “Why are you sorry?”

“I couldn’t even block them for you,” Gideon said as he shook his head. He looked up. “I thought I could manipulate the water to push them back, but not only was I too weak to do so, but I got crystal fatigue immediately after.” He scoffed. “Useless.”

Fabian frowned at once. “It is not your job to protect me.”

“You are my friend,” Gideon said in a firm voice. “That comes with the position.”

“But-”

“I know you would do the same for me, Fabian, but you have to understand that I will do my best to do the same for you,” Gideon said. “I’m not an idiot and won’t take uncalculated risks, but I will try when I am able.”

A pressure built on the bridge of Fabian’s nose and he lowered his reddening eyes. “I will do better.” He swallowed hard and lifted his head to meet Gideon’s gaze. “I’m lacking now. More than ever, I’ve come to realize that after I was captured. Since I was a child, I vowed to protect you and I will, regardless of my official position.”

Gideon appeared helpless. “Fabian, you don’t need to. Your vows were to be a personal knight and while you have that in your heart, you don’t need to force yourself or throw your life away for me.”

Fabian held Gideon’s gaze. “You are my prince and my best friend,” he said in a tight voice. “No one has been with me longer than you. That’s why I will do better.”

Gideon knit his brows together and nodded his head. “I won’t stop you, but you must also do what is best for you.”

Fabian lowered his eyes. “I understand that I may not have been meant for knighthood. I was complacent. I was arrogant. This time is different.”

“The ocean is humbling,” a voice said from the doorway. The two looked up and saw Engineer Royce peeking through the gap in the door. “I’m sorry for disturbing you, but I’ll be returning to Selgret on my dad’s ship and wanted to say good-bye and thank you.”

“Engineer Royce, we didn’t do much,” Fabian said with a small shrug.

Gideon rose from his seat and gave her a small, respectful nod. “If it weren’t for you, I might’ve lost Fabian. Thank you, Engineer Royce.”

She did an awkward curtsey. “It was an honor to be part of this and help capture pirates.”

“How are you going to get back to Lionfish Tau?” Fabian asked.

Engineer Royce seemed to take a deep breath. “I’m not.”

“You’re not?” the two chorused.

She let out a wry laugh. “I was coaxed into something else.”

Fabian frowned. “Into what?”

Engineer Royce looked down and smiled. “The Naval Academy.” She lifted her head and chuckled. “They are in need of crystal users for their research and development, which works with Anahata Island. After this...incident, I think it’s something I can see myself devoting my life to.”

Fabian nodded. “Then, that’s good. Congratulations, Engineer Royce.”

She chuckled once more and nodded. “Officer von Dorn, you can call me Ayesha at this point.”

He gave her a nod and smiled. “Ayesha, then. I am Fabian.”

“In this case, we look forward to collaborating with you in the future.” Gideon extended his hand and shook hers. She smiled and grasped it, shaking it with a refreshed expression on her face.

“I assure you; you will see promising things from me, Your Highness.”

“I look forward to it.” Gideon released her hand and she stepped back. She bowed once more.

“Safe journey, Your Highness, Fabian,” she said as she stood up. She smiled and stepped back towards the door. “I wish you both a happy and harmonious future together.”

Gideon nodded and Fabian chuckled and then paused. The two left in the room went quiet. Gideon squinted. “Wait....”

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Bonus:

“This is Uncle’s closest friend, Lt. Fabian von Dorn. He is an officer on the Sur Naval Ship, El Zafiro.” Gideon wore a proud smile on his face as he balanced a little boy in one arm and held the hand of a little girl in the other.

“Your Highness Princess Cassandra, Your Highness Prince Dominic, it is an honor to meet you both.” Fabian bowed to the two children formally, as it was his first time meeting them. The three-year-old twins were visiting their mother’s territory for the summer and Fabian happened to be stopping there.

The two children looked at him with clear, violet eyes, and seemed to study him. The little boy scrunched his face and turned around, burying his face in Gideon’s shoulder. Gideon chuckled and tilted his head to rest it against Dominic’s head. “He’s the most like my brother.”

Fabian opened his mouth, but stopped as he saw the little girl narrow her eyes and frown a bit. Her chubby little face was filled with cold judgment and Fabian crinkled his eyes. Was Gideon sure it was the boy who was most like His Majesty?

“Your hard work is appreciated.” The princess’ childish voice betrayed her serious expression.

“Thank you, Your Highness.”

“Uncle.” The little boy tilted his head, still pressed against Gideon’s shoulder. “Uncle, you said you would take us to see Cousin Fifi.”

“Where is Cousin Fifi, Uncle?” The little girl heard the name and immediately tugged at Gideon’s shirt.

Fabian watched the corner of Gideon’s eye twitch.

“Babies, I am here!” A triumphant voice shouted from behind Fabian and this time, the corner of his eye twitched.

After transferring to the Sur Navy, which was one step closer to assignment at the Cosora Delta, Fabian had crossed paths with multiple Gueveras. Commander Lorenzo Guevera, the former Marquis’ younger brother. The current Marquis Guevera, Sebastian, the Marchioness Guevera, their three children: eldest Valeria, second Emilio, and youngest, Isabella.

He assisted with the move of Lord Kasen Guevera to Viclya, who of course came with his two children: the brilliant and calm Robert...and Fiona. Beloved by the family, but an adventurous chaos demon who did what she wanted. Despite studying dance, she often traveled, following where her interests took her.

She had two knights assigned, but rumor had it that they were not needed. She was proficient in charms, crystals, and was taught dagger by a march specialist - her nanny.

This time, Fabian had transported ‘Miss Fiona’ from a port in Nazaria back to Viclya. Her and her colorful red parrot named “Rosa”, and a new, calf-sized black and white flightless bird-

“Let me introduce you to Sir Bartoleo Joaquin del Mar!” The teen’s voice made him shudder.

“Cousin, what is he!?” At once, Princess Cassandra abandoned her uncle. Her twin twisted in Gideon’s arms until Gideon released him with reluctance all over his face.

“He’s cute, Cousin!” Prince Dominic waddled closer, pulling Gideon with them as Fabian looked down at the reunited cousins.

Fiona puffed out her chest, proud. “He is a penguin! He’s a flightless bird who swims.”

“He can swim?” Prince Dominic looked particularly excited and turned towards his sister, who met his eyes with an urgent expression. “We also like to swim!”

Fiona beamed and plucked the young prince from Gideon’s hand. “You can leave the little ones to me, Old Man. I can take care of them from here.”

At once, Gideon’s face reddened. “It has been years! Can you not mature and call me by my proper title?”

“Prince Old Man?”

“Fabian, release me! Someone needs to teach her a lesson!” Fabian instinctively grabbed Gideon’s shoulder as Gideon nearly lunged at Fiona, but she laughed and almost skipped away with her cousins, a parrot on her shoulder, and a waddling penguin.

“You know she can beat you in a physical fight.”

“She has absolutely no respect for authority!”

“Uncle Piers, I just wanted to confirm that I have the twins with me. We’ll go straight to Auntie’s island. Yes, I will meet up with the imperial knights and take them with us. I will not ignore protocol. I will confirm when we arrive on the island.” Fiona’s uncharacteristically responsible voice carried over and Fabian cringed.

Gideon glared at the back of the girl’s head. Fiona had the utmost respect for the Emperor, of course. Why would she alienate her second strongest backer?

“Forget it. The children are safe with her.”

“I wanted to show them off to you,” Gideon said. “They’re so cute and brilliant! Yesterday, Cassie was able to stab me in the leg with a wooden roundel and Dom said I was being too loud in the library. He can read already! Can you believe it?”

Fabian’s eyes slowly crinkled up. What kind of vision did his friend have for his niece and nephew? “It’s good that His Majesty let you come with the children.”

Gideon snorted. “Oh, we’re not here alone. Tori’s doing some work with Lord Kasen on the central line train plans. Since they were busy, I took the children.”

No wonder. Fabian doubted the Emperor would let Gideon wander off with the twins unsupervised. “I’m sure we can have dinner with them before I leave. I have a few days.” He dug into his pocket and took out a small, familiar card. “I want to eat.”

Gideon grinned and patted his shoulder. “Put that away. You’re visiting; I’ll take care of everything.”

The two headed off to a restaurant to eat. They’d learned years ago that Sapphire-by-the-Sea could get them any food they wanted from Viclya, but it was a privilege reserved for a few select people. Fabian didn’t know when, but somehow Gideon became one of those select people.

Except, he still wasn’t allowed in the owner's private dining patio. The ground floor was full, so as a result, they were seated on the rooftop, which was typically reserved for couples. Fabian tried his best to keep back his pained expression with each step he took to the upper level of the restaurant.

“On the roof....”

Gideon didn’t seem at all bothered. When they reached the rooftop, he didn’t see the spaced out round tables with chairs, but several high tables with stools. There was some music playing, someone serving drinks in the back, and a long table of fresh seafood.

Fabian jerked his head back and Gideon grinned. He patted Fabian’s shoulder. “Welcome back.”

“Von Dorn! Welcome back!”

“Conner?” Fabian’s eyes widened as the large, bald man approached with an energetic smile on his face.

“Yes, surprised?” Conner grinned. “Tori gave me tonight off.”

“Welcome back, Fabian.” Another hand patted his shoulder and he blinked.

“Mr. Guthry?” The black-haired man tossed his head back and laughed. “His Highness told us you were coming so he arranged this party.”

“Fabian, welcome back.”

“Your Grace.” Fabian immediately bowed his head to Axton. The older man laughed.

“Don’t be so tense. This is a party for you. Oh, and I haven’t introduced you to my youngest. He’s with his uncle. Hold on. Montan!” Axton turned around and waved over another man. “Bring Remy! Let him meet Uncle Fabian!”

Fabian could’ve sworn Montan was carrying around a miniature version of Axton. Axton’s oldest son was eating at a table with his mother, Duchess Alvere. The eldest took after his mother.

Familiar faces came to greet Fabian and he found himself smiling as he was warmly welcomed. Several people he knew were married, some had children, and there were even a few imperial knights he’d worked with closely before.

Constantine Zisos was there and talking to the Vissage twins and their wives. Missing from their little group was Albert Martin, who was working at the imperial palace as the Emperor’s personal aide; Henrik Skuldsen, Ilyana de Guevera, and the Empress who were all working at that moment. Constantine relayed their well wishes to him.

A pair of hands covered his eyes. “I can’t believe you came here first instead of coming to see the new engine.”

Fabian knew that voice and he knew what she was talking about. “I don’t have authorization to get into the island, Ayesha.”

She snorted and released his eyes. “I can get special permission! Besides, it’s my project.”

While Ayesha had an official naval title, she preferred to go by “Chief Crystal Engineer”. Fabian said it was too long and didn’t call her that. She’d been transferred to the delta a year earlier, much to his envy. She could work with Anahata Island immediately, but he was still climbing the ranks.

“So, how much longer?” Axton asked.

Fabian tilted his head to the side as he swallowed some food. He felt as if he’d just started and was already stuffed. There were still some small plates he hadn’t tried. “Longer?”

“Until you retire?”

Fabian laughed. “I have quite a long way to go, Your Grace. At least another decade or two.”

“I heard you’re doing very well for yourself, von Dorn. The navy doesn’t want to let you go,” one of the knights said, making Fabian redden.

“It’s my calling. I enjoy it,” he replied. He wasn’t lying. He did find himself enthusiastic about his career and how it had given him many opportunities to better himself. His travels and extended time at various bases allowed him to practice three other languages. He was in touch with crystal masters to strengthen his knowledge, and he was able to do excursions to learn about local environments.

In fact, he was compiling a book. He’d never starve himself in the jungle again.

“Not to lure you away, but Tori says when you’re ready, she has a ship ready for you,” Gideon said.

Fabian sat up straight. “A ship?”

“Yes.”

“For me?”

Gideon smirked. “Yes.”

Fabian crinkled his eyes. “Is this a trap?”

Several people laughed and Gideon and Ayesha shook their heads. “You’ll know after dinner.”

It was too good to be true, so Fabian couldn’t get rid of the ominous feeling as he was led out of the restaurant, onto a small transport vessel, at night, to get to a shipyard. He tried to hide any nervousness as Gideon and Ayesha talked about the tests done on the ship, various crystal technicalities, and if they should take it ‘for a ride’.

They reached one of the test islands and Fabian followed them to a large boat house that took up the majority of the island. Light crystals lit up the space inside as Ayesha used her hand scan to let them into the building. The door unlocked and they stepped inside.

“Lt. von Dorn,” a smooth, relaxed woman’s voice greeted. “It’s good to see you again.”

At once, Fabian felt his face heat up. She was still one of the most beautiful women he’d ever seen, but he was also still terrified of her. He stood up straight, facing the petite figure in a casual cerulean dress and hair kept up in a neat bun. He immediately bowed and stayed down.

“Good evening, Your Majesty Empress Victoria.”

He heard her chuckle. “All right, get up. Gideon and Ayesha have been working on this ship for ages and can’t wait to show it to you.”

Fabian stood up and looked at his friends with a stunned expression. “You worked on this?”

“Yes!” Gideon beamed at once, but Ayesha was calmer.

“Her Majesty did the bulk of the crystal-related contributions,” she said.

“I’m still a crystal master for a reason,” the Empress said with a slight shrug. She turned to face the back of a ship. “Not only is this ship made with the latest technology available, but it is our first ship made with a steel hull.” She looked over her shoulder at Fabian and grinned. “What do you say to taking a turnabout the bay in her, von Dorn?”

He was so transfixed by the ship’s hull, he could only nod. Gideon pushed him forward, herding him towards the gangway.

Before long, Fabian found himself on the water with a spectacular view of Viclya. The cool evening breeze from the water swept over him as he stood on the bow, facing the glowing mainland. They’d circled the bay at different speeds, but at its cruising speed allowing them to take in the sight, Fabian found that he was the most relaxed.

“What do you think?” Gideon asked as he stood beside him. “The island is doing tests with it right now and wants to improve it, but Tori has given approval to hand it over to the navy when you reach a suitable rank.”

Fabian wasn’t sure how to react. “I’m grateful, but...you didn’t have to do this.”

“I know,” Gideon said, patting his shoulder once more. “But I wanted to. I thought if this ship was going to be used, it should be by someone capable and who we can trust. You constantly keep up with the latest crystal technology and have close ties to research and development; The Knight will be easy for you to use and if anything needs to be fixed, changed, or improved, you can work with us easily.”

Fabian nodded and then paused. “What is the ship’s name?”

“The Knight.” Gideon grinned. “Fitting, right?”

Fabian felt his eyes redden. “Thank you, Gideon. For trusting me.”

Gideon chuckled and put an arm around his shoulder in a half hug. “Thank you for being at my side, Fabian. The empire is a safer place because of you.”

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