What's a hedron? she wondered as she waited for her crew in the galley. They hadn't covered hedrons in corsair class, nor at the captain collegiate, and there had been no mention of such at the collectors carnivals she attended.
Her Majesty was sitting on a cushioned chair, one leg crossed over the other, at one of two rhombus shaped tables; she admired the recent staining of the mahogany wood. Her servants' work had improved tremendously since the beginning of their comfortable, posh voyage aboard the Gate Crasher.
The climate of Muhir was a little chilly these days, and so she had recently taken a hot shower. She was wearing a black silk robe, her sky blue hair wrapped in a white towel with a stylish print of a smiling hump back whale; it was a design she recently designed in collaboration with Quartermaster de Berry. As soon as they found some treasure, her crew would launch its clothing line!
But that was not what this meeting was about.
A costly red and gold tea set was placed on the tables. Steam rose from the freshly made premium green tea. It was a fine drink to begin their morning with; Her Majesty required her crew to keep up with themselves and their appearance.
This particular meeting was inspired by a strange astrological event the crew witnessed only last night! It appeared that twenty constellations had colluded over the seas of Muhir, an event that anyone with a degree in pirateology could recognize; she had such a degree and intended to share!
A once in a lifetime chance. They were sure to have competition; the three whaling vessels they had been stalking since yesterday evening would make the perfect warm up. There was nothing like violently saving poor, cute marine animals from annihilation to get the blood pumping. . . or spilling, for that matter.
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