I made a safe passage all the way through the Great Ocean. I am halfway through the south of my rendezvous and thoroughly; Captain Pierre, together with his crew, promises us to entail a voyage to Inglovia as per the recent agreement. We reconfigure our ships that we sail on to hide us from those pesky patrols who are standing by and policing the sea section. Captain Pierre has his own countermeasures to pass by across these waters - bribery and forgery. Bypassing a water sentry has never been easy because of how meticulous they are. Scrutinize. Search. Verify. Seize. Or if not. The subject will be acceded to let the namesake pass.
They keep it on high alert and high alarm for the person, the interest, or any suspicious intent to take hostile actions. I mean for the Inglovian 'Sea Reconnaissance Team' and 'Coast Guards'. Both of his high tier commanders, Captain Pierre's chief mate and first mate, captain our ships. The ones who hurled daggers at us way back earlier are Chief Mate Seniçal and First Mate Conrad Ma. La Fayette-St. Cruz. Maria is his second given name.
Chief Mate Seniçal governs the other ship which is our flagship, Codemna. I am here at our reserve ship of our fleet. It is to reduce my sightings for investigation and to amplify the chance of retaliating if things go south. Ironic. Going south to somewhere in Inglovia as I am anticipating things will go wrong, eventually. Hoping my endeavors will succeed with no casualties involved. I am a staunch 'Aslab', never been converted and never been planning to. I am not a 'Hirililala' but I pray to Lady Wellicia.
Our captain of this ship, Corder, is being captained by First Mate Conrad Ma. He is of noble-born. He seems trustworthy and how he expresses his candor upon us.
"I didn't get the tinge of setting afoot in Kehina. But one thing that I noticed and derive from hearsays and gossip - in and out of Inglovia. Kehina is a place to settle a retirement." he claims.
"You are certain of what you have purported, our dear captain. Because, gladly, it seems so right." I praise him and correct his unsure skepticism.
Nonetheless, we do know not his full lore on why he did drop his nobility or something. I assume that he is a pariah of his own demesne, disowned by his clan head, expatriated from his holdings, or constantly getting death threats from rival families. Truth to be told if he really dares to tell us what happened why he pursues this career a one of the privateers.
"Simple. Inadvertencies. The transpirations, lately, went off the course of what we've had planned. Well, by the way, I am of a patrician lineage. So, it befits me as an individual if things go derailed." he answers.
"It is so splendid to take your dismay out of your chest, I commend you!" I confer gaiety on him, for a person like me exalts his statement.
"You know what, Lord Ameniah?" catching my attention, he calls.
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"What is it, First Mate Conrad?" I respond to his heed.
"A Kehinan. Kehinan by heart. Because of my mother." he says.
"So what about your mother?" I reply, retorting in just a matter of time.
"She is a diaspora. She claims to be a priestess. She married my father and got blessed with four children, as I am one of them." he explains.
"My father is a patrician. He sells goods, transporting people, and taking bargains from respected parleys." adding, as he delves deeper into his background.
"So, he is not of a noble-blood. I see." I ponder.
"Among the four children, I am placed as the third in order. With a sibling of two daughters and a brother. I am the eldest when it comes to masculinity as I have two older sisters before me." he continues, as I am indulging in his narrative of his story.
"My father keeps on investing in his plutocratic enterprises to keep the influence at the grasp of La Fayette-St. Cruz. I am the one who is supposed to succeed the vestige of the Merchant League. However, I refused to claim the inheritance and denounced my vie for the candidacy." First Mate Conrad Ma. says it further.
"Thus, you severed your ties to your family and pursued this ambition?" insert my surmised statement, assuming.
"Hahaha… that's half true, milord. By the way, Lord Ameniah, I really chose this dream not to rape, to ransack, to plunder, to steal, any kinds of transgressions leading into a violation of the civil rights. Any belongings that I don't possess, thus far." as he elaborates in an eloquent way and puts it in brevity.
His laugh is contagious, therefore, on behalf of my men's grumpiness, I laugh, nonetheless. Where the titter echoes with charisma that transcends into a camaraderie bond.
"This is out of the plan. Your father did expect not of the paradigm - the cause of your disembarking. Exempt Conrad, your younger brother will be placed in the incumbency." I presume.
"Your statement is actually not true, Lord Ameniah. It is because my father has already wasted his campaign on me but I backed out of the aspirant patrician election." as he answers.
"It is safe because it will transfer your merit votes to your brother, then." I then reiterate what I've stated the prior.
"Hahaha… the case will not always be the same as you have said, Lord Ameniah. If my father want to reelect one of his dynast member. La Fayette-St. Cruz per se. Well, of course, except for my slot. The merit rights will be reset back - back to square one." as he rectifies my meager notion, in an honorable manner, where I realize the concept of feudal inheritance is not so similar to commercial plutocracy.
When I am aware of the ambiance of the waters, where we are at now. First Mate Conrad Ma. makes a gangway through the cavity between the two huge fjords.
"We are near to the shore of our destination, Lord Ameniah. We will dock here at this inlet. Where a week away reaching the destined port - Alcanzatré. (Al-kan-za-tua)." he claims, as he looks at the maps thoroughly in his hands.
Oh, right! It is winter right here now! Ice floes, a school of trout, salmon swimming, and soon-to-be freezing canyon are ubiquitous. I stay focused on my objective since I am the one who demanded this mission. Any of the few knows what I am doing as of now,... Lady Anda and Lord Geoff. I requested the queen to alert the incoming news to the inner circle. And now is the time for them, the council, to know my whereabouts and my detailed mission.