Chapter 9
The Dauntless sail quietly but swiftly through the pitch black ocean. Bill turner stood at the front of the ship, hands behind his back in military fashion. Dazed and confused thoughts chased each other around his head. Thoughts about Rhia, his cousin. But she was only his cousin, not his sister. His feeling continued to outweigh the proper order of things.
Rhia, why? Why didn't you stay? If you had stayed you would have become accustomed to life in Port Royal. I know you would have. And I wouldn't have to be chasing you like a convict. I don't want to play this game of cat and mouse; I don't even want this job. But I took it because my mother wanted me to. I wanted to please her. But now… now I just want to please you. I want to be there for you. I want you to know who I am; I want you to see me as more than your cousin. I love you Rhia, why couldn't you see that? I want to be the one to comfort you. I want to be the man to make you smile and laugh. I want to be your world Rhiannon, not just a friend. I don't want to be your enemy; I want to be your lover. Why can't you see that?
"Private! Where are we? Have we gained any speed on them?" The commodore asked. Bill turned a sharp about face.
"No sir, we lost them in that explosion."
"I see. Well there was no evidence of it sinking, and it couldn't have just vanished. I want that ship found. Give orders for the crew to haul double time!"
"Yes sir!" Bill said then walked off to give the orders.
