Re: Aboard the Warship
Marrina stopped for a moment. Some kind of familial or schooling instinct had led her to her blood relations, but now, getting out? Back through the torpedo tube? Or...
The sound of swimming told her guards were on their way.
She wasn't strong enough to break out directly. But they were. "Wake-up.... wake up, please..."
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