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The ships arrived one by one. Doran stood on deck watching his fleet arrive from its raids along coastal towns. The time for fun was past and now there was business at hand to take care of. His ships were arriving at the appointed rallying point. Soon, they'd head out and destroy Devon.
Later that night, Doran was again out on the deck, strolling along when Jurex came up from him.
"Captain, I have news," Jurex said.
"Yes, Jurex. Go ahead."
"There are three ships that haven't come in yet. The Pora Diy, Regal Dawn, and the Might of Realge."
Doran stood there in silence. Those ships were supposed to be back here! He couldn't afford rogue captains going off and not coming back. If those ships weren't back by sundown tomorrow, then it would be better for those captains to never see Doran again. If they happened across his path, he'd make sure that the last thing they saw was Doran.
"What do we do, captain?" Jurex asked.
"We set sail at dawn in two days. If those ships aren't back by the time we leave, for their sakes, they should never return."
Jurex nodded and began to walk off, but then a thought occurred to Doran that he hadn't considered before.
"Jurex, let all ships know to increase their watch. I want all ships on full alert."
Jurex nodded and went off to find a messanger.
Doran stood on the deck and looked at the moon, its cold light gleaming off of the waves in small flickers of moonlight.
"Perhaps I've underestimated the ambassador's son," he said to himself.
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