Chapter One: Decisions Amid Duress
Felanar has been captured by saarks, while his family are far behind on their boat. Waves of nausea rolled over Felanar as he regained consciousness. He had an awful taste in his mouth of salty water and something else, something unidentified but rancid. He realized that his captors had forced some liquid down his throat, and this was what had wakened him. He blinked open his eyes and looked around wearily. He was onboard the saark ship and lying on his side on the main deck, hands tied behind his back and his feet bound. His line of sight was limited and at an angle, but he could see something of his surroundings. It was still daylight, and the rain had stopped. From the angle of the sun he surmised they were headed north. Onboard there were rows of slaves, both saarks and men, manning the oars further down the deck. Felanar was lying near the stern and guarded by three saarks…
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