Teirnan Aidan Volcae had never been one to say no to a woman, but tonight was something different. He watched from the shadows as the crew grabbed at the red head, the girl obviously enjoying the attention. I wonder how friendly she’ll be when they……. Doesn’t matter, it wont be the last time for her anyways. He tilted the bottle of whiskey he had bought just for himself back and savored the burning liquid in his mouth. God I love that, always a sure bet. He thought again.

Ahe he lowered his bottle his eyes met with the Queen’s, her stare burning through him. He shifted nervously and he set his bottle down. His job aboard the ship was to maintain her “well-being”, as his cousin had put it. Whatever that meant. His nervousness grew as she stood and approached him, he stood from his seat and positioned himself leaning against the wall. “Hallo, Queen. There something ya want?” He said with as much courage as he could muster, she was definitely intimidating.

“Aye, there is…………..”