Eris POV

The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm golden light over the horizon. The air had a heavy, charged feel, as though the entire ship was holding its breath. I sat on the edge of the ship’s deck, my legs dangling over the side as I watched the waves crash against the hull. The salt air whipped through my hair, and for a moment, I allowed myself to feel something close to peace.

But it didn’t last.

I had spent the better part of the day helping with the crew, carrying barrels, tying ropes, and learning the ins and outs of ship life. My muscles ached, but...