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[h2][color=f6989d]Marybeth Baker[/color][/h2]

Marybeth checked on the children and then went topside. She wanted to find out what it was that had attacked them. What was it that everyone had died for? She saw Arthur and  some of the other pirates at the front of the ship so she went towards the back. She leaned against the railing and squinted. The city was getting so small now and it was mostly just smoke from here. Her nerves were frayed and she was so stressed out. How was she supposed to handle two children of royal blood on a pirate ship amidst a pirate crew? She was barely an adult herself. She was also aware how superstitious pirates were about women on the ship. She considered herself lucky that they hadn't taken Tiffany and herself as whores and killed the king and Alastair or decided to train him as a pirate too. 

Her fears gave way to her hiding her dagger in the folds of her skirt so she would be easily able to defend herself but not outright threatening anyone. She closed her eyes as she inhaled the sea air. Marybeth didn't realize that she was gripping the rails so hard that her knuckles had turned very white.