«Wasn't her, though, was it? This woman here is a fishergirl from some two-copper village. And she's a long way from home.»
«She's more than that,» Crokus muttered. He had a coin in his hand and was playing with it absently.
Kalam threw the boy a sharp look. «Really,» he said, deadpan.
Crokus nodded affably. He held up the coin and examined the face on it. «Do you believe in luck, Kalam?»
«No,» the assassin growled.
Crokus grinned happily. «Me neither.» He flipped the coin into the air.
They watched it plummet into the sea, flash once, then vanish beneath the waves.
From near the bow, Circle Breaker slowly nodded to himself The Eel would be delighted with the news, not to mention greatly relieved. Then he returned his attention to the west, and wondered what it would be like, no longer anonymous to the world.