[gremlin]

Roy had left the boy in his bed alone afraid of what he might do if he had climbed into it with him. He was restless from feeding and couldn't even bring himself to sleep in the chair he had sat in. It didn't help that he was uncomfortable and couldn't keep his mind off of the boy. He let out a heavy sigh and pushed himself out of the chair to stand. He brought himself by the end of his bed and lingered for a moment, his eyes wandered over Damaris. He left the room and went to his ship.

It was early in the morning, he heard the birds chirping and some villagers had risen from their beds to start work. He wondered how they could live with doing the same thing every day. Roy became easily bored, it was tedious when he had nothing to do or if he became repetitive. He brought himself to his ship and looked up at it, it shifted back and forth upon the sea. A few of his men were already up bringing supplies on to the ship and preparing to leave. He wondered if Damaris would really come with him though he couldn't hold back his men another day he had plans and they were expected elsewhere.