My stomach tightens with worry as I began to climb the ladder.

Was this a good idea after all? I don't even know these men.

By the time I am up in the ship it is too late to turn back.

The tall one leads me to a corner and I clutch my bag as other shirtless men stare at me sharing whispers amongst themselves.

“Well who do we have here?” One approaches me with a small knife in hand, flipping it with much dexterity.

“Behave maggot!” The tall man lashes out in a warning tone and the man backs away.

I push my cloak forward over my head trying...