The next morning had dawned and Riska and her gang were already delivering a few boxes in and out ...
Shalia ran towards the port. She was still a little tired from the day of war and had hardly slept ...
Milo suddenly appeared next to her. He grinned weakly at her: "Tomorrow young woman ..." he ran next to her now and Shalia could already discover the harbor.
The sun was rising slowly and she noticed the shine of the water ...
"Tomorrow ..." she mumbled and looked briefly at Milo.
Riska was leaning against the railing and looking down at them.
"Since you've been ..." she called to them. Sober she looked even more beautiful and her hair was so .. light .. as it was carried by the wind ...
The visionary nodded briefly and Milo staggered towards her.
The pirate looked around briefly ...
"And the other girl?" inquired and a slight grin crossed her face.
"I'm here" came a cold, firm voice ...
"I never doubted it ..." replied the pirate, turned around and looked into the eyes of the young bounty hunter who was now standing in front of her.Miranda returned the look but Riska turned away again.
She straightened her eye patch and guns and stretched:
"Do you have everything?" She called Shalia and Milo down. "Then come on board, ... I don't feel like staying here any longer ..."

Shalia and Milo carefully climbed the rickety hanging ladder and Alan took their luggage.
The visionary thanked her briefly and then looked around.
She looked at the big black flag with the skull, at that time she thought the people who travel with such a flag would be angry and sarcastic. But she changed her mind quickly ... Not everyone was like that ... She looked at the sailors and joked with the others, happy and cheerful, but also those who couldn't keep their fists to themselves ...
The ship was huge. Probably the greatest thing she and Milo had ever seen ...
A huge sail was stretched horizontally across the deck ...
The black mage threw a questioning look at Alan who explained: "It will be hot today ... This is a shade sail ... Of course it won't protect against the heat, but it can give us a little shade."He grinned and Milo nodded as a sign that he had noticed and understood his statement.
Riska lifted anchor and then sauntered slowly towards the three of them. She waved briefly to Miranda who then reluctantly stood next to Alan. ,, So the three of you, so that this is clear to all of you. I will NOT break off this trip here because one of you gets homesick and wants to go to his mommy ... so think about it quickly we are not gone, ... but exactly, ... "She looked at the anchor watch.
,,...two minutes. "The pirate captain eyed us.
,, So a visionary who wants to fulfill her task ... a black magician who wants to discover the world .... and a bounty hunter - who wants MY bounty. "Riska couldn't help laughing when she suddenly realized how stupid this situation was.
Miranda was also embarrassed. She was on the ship ... of her enemy.
The pirate gasped and looked again at the three new ones:
,,And?..."
Milo agreed first: “Thank you very much for allowing me to accompany you on your journey, Captain Riska.And I hope I can help you a little with my skills as a black magician. "
Shalia nodded too: "You won't regret taking me with you, Captain."
Riska smiled and looked at Miranda who looked up with a bright red face. The young bounty hunter who had just looked so cold and serious now only stood there with barked fists, but she did not move.

A short jerk - the ship slowly steered away from the harbor ...
The sun was up now and you could hear the flapping of the wings and the seagulls. The sounds of the seagulls ... the sound of the sea ... the laughing and arguing of the sailors ...

"I assume you will stay ..." summed up the pirate and looked at the horizon. "Well then .... Let's go!"
She braced herself on the railing and gave the little harp one last look.
Shalia and Milo did this too and Miranda, who slowly broke out of her stupor, whispered softly: "But where ..."