Chapter 18
"Enough!"
Caspian and Carter froze to the high shout of one of the men. They had been arguing for the better part of the night and well into the morning for dawn had shown over the horizon long ago. Carter blamed Caspian for not grabbing Lucy, and Caspian— although he blamed himself as well— was not going to let this pirate make him feel worse than he already did.
"So what's your plan, Pirate?"
"What makes you think I have one, Your Majesty?"
Caspians' chest rose and fell with every breath as he tried to calm his flying nerves. Lucy was out there, she needed him, if he had to work with this pirate to find her than by Aslan he would. "You were on the look out for them any ways, so you must know where they are. A general location anyways. Help me find her?"
"Why should I help you?" Carter asked. "I could just find her on my own, no need to drag you along."
"Will you return her to me?"
"Why," Carter shrugged. "So, you can continue to break her heart? I don't think so."
Caspian's rage flew, "And what makes you think I broke her heart?!"
"I don't need to confess your sins to you." Carter starred down at Caspian as he rose from leaning against the rail. "Now if you would be so kind, your majesty, as to get off my ship. I will continue on."
"Where you go I shall follow." Caspian informed as he began to walk to the boards that joined their to vessels.
"Follow, yes. Just don't get in my way." Warned Carter.
Lucy awoke groggy, "What happened?"
"Lucy!"
"Shh, Eustace, not so loud."
"Are you alright?" Eustace asked pressed against his bars.
"I think so. What happened?" Lucy asked sitting up, she winced and grabbed her head as the room began to spin. "Ugh, I feel like I was hit by a car." She looked to Eustace when his elfin face came into view. "Ok, I'm focused now, you can start explaining."
"They fed off your emotions. Bloody hell, Lucy, you must have a whole ocean of bottled up inside of you. They could only last a few seconds before they staggered away to seek refuge. I've never seen anything like it. Normally when they feed off someone that person doesn't last a night before passing. The men talk, say they feed off the soul instead of emotions."
"Alright stop, I feel like I've ran from London to American and back. My limbs feels so heavy. I think I'll go back to sleep." She said laying back down.
"Do you mind if I constantly wake you? You know just to be sure?" Eustace asked.
"I would like that." Lucy whispered as she allowed sleep to over come here.
