The Unwilling Queen of Pirates

Strange Emotions

Sparrow was up and awake, right was the sun peeked over the mountains and gave Bloodstone its slight glow. She left her cloak hanging in her room, seeing as she was only going to explore Reaver's Mansion. She was dressed in simple clothing that covered most of her body though they were much too small. They hung from her skinny body making her feel more empty than before. Ignoring the painful, hungry growls of her stomach yet again, Sparrow stepped out of her room and aimlessly walked through the Mansion walls.

The furniture, of course, was the fanciest money could buy though it had a fine layer of dust coating the tops of everything.

With the smallest of smiles, Sparrow dragged her finger through the dust drawing a Guild symbol. Then "Sparrow was here" under the symbol.

At first, it was just to try and annoy Reaver but looking at the symbol now had her reflecting the old days, actually bringing about a real smile.

"Is it too much to hope that you're playing out those little naughty thoughts of me in your head," Reaver interrupted.

Sparrow snorted at the thought. "I hate to break your grin but I was thinking of a time before you popped up in my life."

"Popped up, meaning you coming to my Mansion and begging the great Reaver for help."

"Ha, as if I'd beg you for anything. The last six years haven't brought me that low," she muttered. "Has your "company left yet? I'd prefer nobody saw the great curse of Sparrow even though you revealed me yesterday."

"I sent her out the moment I was through with her. Nobody actually sleeps with Reaver," he winked with a devilish grin. "You no longer fear myself seeing you?" He asked, noting the missing cloak.

"Well, you already got a curse of your own. What worse could I do?"

His gaze flickered to something dark for a moment before fading away to a slight look of worry. What could make the great Reaver worry?

"You 're looking quite small these days, darling Sparrow. When's the last time you ate anything?"

"I... don't remember. Sometime in Bowerstone."

"That just won't do. I will have some people get a bath ready for you while I personally pick you some food. I require you to be at your best for the dangers in Wraithmarsh."

Sparrow saw now. His concern for her is really for himself in the end.

She nodded to accept his offer even though she'll have to force feed herself. Her body had gone too long without nourishment. Although, a bath would feel extraordinary after wading around in all the muck in Wraithmarsh.

"Hmm. I have a wardrobe full of exotic clothing. Feel free to sort through them for a new outfit.

The Hero nodded again and Reaver left the Mansion. She quickly reacquired her cloak just was strangers entered the building with buckets of steaming water. He hardly spared her a glance as she followed them to the bath.

Once it was filled, she stripped down her clothing and set herself in. Sparrow scrubbed away the blood and grime coating her body before settling down and trying to relax.

When the lonely empty thoughts invaded her, she tried to hide by sinking down under the water. The easily found her making the fact that she needed air to escape her jumbled mind. Tears mixed with the dirty water was she thought of all the years she could have had with Rose. The Hero could have even gone with Garth or Hammer. Then she wouldn't have been so alone. Now there she was stuck spending the next few days with Reaver causing these pains and memories to surface.