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    The Black Flag Ch. 21

    Chapter 21

    “How is it?” Carmen asked, running a hand up and down Shane’s arm as they lied facing each other in a hammock. Not long after their incident on the deck, Carmen had treated Shane with her small collection of different herbs and made sure to clean the wounds to keep them from getting infected, then wrapped a thick gauze tight around her body from her belly button and up under her arms.

    Shane was careful not to put any pressure on her newly acquired wounds and had changed into the silk black shirt that Mark had given her. The sleeves were long and billowy much like a fencing shirt and the top was cut low in a V-shape with a few silk ties criss crossing at the top. It was much lighter than what she was used to but the material was soft and felt cool on her skin.

    Her previous shirt she’d thrown on the ground, the cuts across it making it useless and the blood already stiffening the material. It pissed her off more then she thought it would. She’d paid a good fortune to have it embroidered with a sparrow and the woman who had done it for her spent a week working on it, making it perfect for the lanky pirate.

    “It stings…” Shane didn’t entirely feel like talking at the moment. Not just because she didn’t have much to say, but also because she knew any of the men who were still awake would probably be listening intently, their curiosity peeked after the earlier events.

    “Go to sleep, Shane. We’ll find a way to the Keys.” Carmen gave a soft smile and gave Shane a lingering kiss on the forehead before entwining her legs with Shane and settling in for sleep.

    Shane bit her lip, Carmen didn’t say anything about her disappointment but it was clear as day in her voice that she was crestfallen. She’d been so excited simply to see Tasha again and had been set back. Shane knew it wasn’t the fact that they were set back, as they had been set back slightly when they’d captured the Groene Draeck, but it was how they had been set back.

    Shane clenched her jaw slightly, still fuming with anger over Gomey but took a deep breath and pulled Carmen close to her chest before closing her eyes to join her slumber.

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