The Shores of God, Traitors Gold

Chapter Six

I tried to stay positive but in light of my situation I wasn't surprised that I had already failed. Have I really only been aboard for twenty-four hours? It seemed like much to me. Living on a ship wasn't what I had expected it would be. The day continued on heated, strenuous full of tiresome work and very little of conversation. The conversation I did have was light and very friendly, yet there seemed to be a thick cloak of tension lingering over the entire ship. This was the longest I had ever stayed in a single dress the more time that passed the more a wished for something fresh. I took a deep breath remembering the lavender Lisa used to scent clean linens.  I simply had to face the trials of the sea, surly I could survive a father twelve days?  

"A little tighter dear." Meadow instructed.

I nodded looking up briefly then tilted my head back down. I wasn't any good at mending, once long ago my mother attempted to teach me to quilt I pricked my finger so many times I would have sworn that I could feel it through the thimble. Mending sails was a more difficult task the thread used was course with an extremely rough texture, the needles were thick and slightly curved. Oh, Lord please don't let me prick my finger and bleed all over their sails. The sails were tattered but even so I didn't wish to add to there destruction. 

"Are you alright Filli dear?" Meadow looked at me at an angle somehow still managing to mend properly.

"Hmm?"

"You look distraught?"

"Oh, no I am well." I tried to sound sincere after all it wasn't her fault that I was trapped here. No, there was no one I could blame but myself. My foolish curiosity had lead me here now I simply had to face to the consequences.

I stitched up the last few inches of the sail and tied up the loose end just as Meadow had instructed me. I set the needle and thread aside letting my eyes linger on my handiwork it wasn't very pleasing to the eye but Meadow had assured me that it would serve its purpose regardless.

"Thank you dear." Meadow said taking the sail from my hands, I smiled up at her as she walked off to stash the sails.   

She was a very kind woman and a daughter of Christ, it was easy to feel comfortable with her unfortunately I couldn't say the same about her sons. After the embarrassing proposal Dell, at least I believe it was Dell, had made last night I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable around them. At least they weren't rude or nosey in fact I was curtain that if I had met them under different circumstances (say in church or at a ball) they would be quite pleasant company. They were are all very handsome, despite there rough appearance and tall with broad strong shoulders and muscular arms. Every one of them had an attractive face especially Crag but his bitter attitude made his company much less desired. 

I let my mind become enwrapped in thought, thoughts of better circumstances, thoughts of joy and peace and love. Hmmm, what would it be like to be in love?  As my mind began to set off into a whirl of day dreams someone approached, I should have looked up to enquire whom had come to see me but in this moment I cared very little, I only wanted to stay in my visions of glee.

"Ugh hmm?" a throat cleared above me.

Violently I shook myself from my dreams with an audible sigh then lifted my gaze to the enquirer. Field (the youngest and easiest to distinguish) smiled down at me he seemed to blush as soon as our eyes locked, I tried to summon a shy smile of my own but didn't think that I had succeeded.  Field cleared his throat nervously.

"Ugh hmm. My uh brothers and I are starting a game." he said in a shaky deep voice. I lowered my gaze ever so slightly, he continued. " A-a card game and I-uh-WE wondered if you might like to join us?"