Chapter 5: Chapter 5 - "Treading New Waters"
âFollowing Tides I - Vangel and Ilya's Taleâ
T H E F O L L O W I N G T I D E S S E R I E S
PART I - VAN & ILYA
Author: D. Sanders a.k.a "The Fablespinner"
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CHAPTER FIVE -- "TREADING NEW WATERS"
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Ilya fell into bed the minute they reached the cabin and threw an arm over his eyes. Van crawled in beside him a meek expression on his face. âDonât worry love, Iâm not angry at you.â
âI didnât think you were, I am sorry though that this was forced upon you so suddenly.â
âDonât be Van. Itâs as much my fault as yours. I am a healer, the minute we realized we were too tired to change me back I should have thought about Maidenâs Breath. I just made a batch the other day. I know what happens when precautions arenât taken. However, Iâm not about to go near the stuff now. We made our bed and weâll sleep in it.â Ilya said turning his huge green eyes toward Van. âI did and do want this. I love them already, I can feel them all the time. Thatâs why I went to see your mother. I didnât expect to feel like this. Most women canât and donât feel anything, thatâs why most donât even realize they are pregnant until a month or two down the road when moons stop, itâs because Iâm a healer I feel them at all and because I am the one pregnant I feel them intensely. They flared to life and brought me out of a sound sleep like trumpets blaring. I thought Iâd gone off the deep-end.â
Van chuckled. âTell me what itâs like, please.â
âWell, when Iâm dealing with pregnant women, itâs like they carry around a little extra glow about them. Thatâs how healers always know immediately when a lass is pregnant; we see it plain as day. For me, it was like the sun didnât rise, it exploded. A big, great, screaming cosmic boom. Twice in rapid succession. I knew the very instant it happened, not even a second after. It was instantaneous and blinding on my senses. It still is blinding. They are all over my senses. I can feel my body feeding them power like a funnel. I can still feel everything else, itâs not distorting my normal senses toward others. But my self-awareness just went into over-drive and then some.â
âFascinating.â
âDisconcerting, it will take getting used to. I nearly fell ass over tip just trying to walk. A womanâs body has a different center of gravity. I just spent the last twenty years balancing myself in my chest. I have to learn how to use hips Iâve never had in order to keep from falling over. Iâm lucky I didnât tumble myself over the gangplank trying to get across.â
âMercy! That different?â
âSwitch yourself and find out.â
âThatâs a good idea.â Van said and the next moment Van was there in all his female glory. A Handsome sharp edged woman. Not beautiful, but comely and stately regal. He stood and wobbled. âWow, I see what you mean.â
âYou have a nice ass.â Ilya chuckled from his view from behind and Van turned and winked.
âWhy thank you.â He said looking at himself in the mirror and his rather large breasts. âThese are bloody deformed.â
âNot to some men love. Youâd turn a lot of heads with that figure. Beautiful hourglass youâve got going on there.â
âYou do realize if people knew what we were doing in here, theyâd all have coronaries?â
âProbably. Only YOU get to change back with only me seeing you like this. None of my clothes are going to fit right. But at least I donât have boobs like yours.â
âSâtruth! Amen to that.â Van said as he tried walking around the room getting used to the shift in gravity. âI must say in all honesty never being a boob man, I could get used to yours. Perfect little handfuls.â
âYou can stop that train of thought right there. Once your little ones are weaned I want them gone.â
Van turned and grinned. âIâm only teasing.â He said with a wink as he shifted back into his male aspect.
Ilya grinned right back. âI know. Iâm just giving you hell for knocking me up.â Ilya said getting up and heading for the bathroom. âNow the real test. The first piss. Wish me luck!â He said as he shut the door. Coming out not looking happy âThat is going to take getting used to as well. Wiping every bloody time, what a mess it is and I donât want to know what moons are like. The minute these babes are here Iâm taking Maidenâs Breath with a vengeance. I do not want a moon!â
Van was trying hard not to laugh and failing miserably as Ilya ripped open his wardrobe only to find his clothes fit horribly. Too tight in the hips and posterior and too loose in the crotch. The shirts were fine, but heâd need knew pants before these gave him fits of frustration. He was hungry though and eventually he was going to have to debut in this new body. Better sooner than later he reckoned and he ended up wearing a pair of Vanâs pants in the end since they were slightly bigger and fit his hips better. âWeâll hit the stores after breakfast.â Van said as they headed up the stairs to face the world.
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The galley was already full and Ilya shocked even Van when he just hoped up on a table and clanged a serving spoon against a pewter plate to get everyoneâs attention.
âDonât ask, just accept the fact Iâm gonna look like this for the time being and if anyone of ye dare call me a lassie or ask me to flash my tits youâre gonna loose a wanker the old fashioned way, Iâll rip it off. Got it? Iâm pregnant and in a foul humor and those of ye with children and wives youâll understand. Those of ye that donât ask someone who does. Thank you, end of announcement, Carry on.â Ilya said jumping off the table and not a single person moved. Everyone sat there like stunned turkeys about to be beheaded. Van followed Ilyaâs wake just grinning and shaking his head.
âCaptain?â
âDonât ask Mikhail, donât ask.â
âDid he say pregnant?â
âAye.â
âNo!â
âAye.â
âBut I thought ye both, ye know, couldnât with a lassie.â
âYeah, well. Just donât ask how it happened. Please, I donât want to explain it and heâll murder me if I do.â
âPoint taken Van mate.â Mikhail just patted Vanâs arm in sympathy. He had a pregnant wife too, and just as unexpectedly and she was making him feel as much of a dog as Van was likely feeling at the moment. Perhaps even more so, Olga was a female naturally, he certainly was never gonna ask how in one night Ilya went to bed a man and came to breakfast as a woman. Although looking at him, it was Ilya all over, HE was still the same where it mattered, he was as feisty as ever no matter what shape he was wearing.
Ivana however was a different matter and a law onto herself. âAt least you have decent looking hair this morning.â
âIvana.â Ilyaâs tone was warning. She took no notice.
âDonât you Ivana me. I know perfectly well how grouchy you are this morning and how grouchy youâll be every morning for the next nine months. Itâs part of the price boy-o. You wonât get no sympathy here.â
âI donât want it.â
âGood. Youâll need new clothes wonât ya?â
âAye. Nothing bloody fits this morning. Menâs pants are not cut for womenâs asses.â
âAye, ride right on up donât they?â Ivana winked and Ilya semi-smiled.
âAnd then some.â
âWait until youâre around eight months and about ready to pop. Even your skin feels like it doesnât fit.â
âSpare me until I get used to this body first. I was a bloke yesterday remember?â
âAye, too true. Eat up love and weâll go hit the stores after while everyone else is restocking. Weâll have some private time to get you outfitted.â
âI refuse to wear a dress.â
âGive me a little credit boy-o.â Ivana winked, ruffed his hair and went back to the kitchen. Van was staring into his food trying to avoid setting Ilyaâs temper off.
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Petra stood and gaped at her son turned temporary daughter as he explained what had happened, looking quite beautiful in a pale green sleeveless tunic gathered and belted at the waist and light airy knee length trousers. Still barefoot and his longer hair simply braided down his back. He looked the atypical âtomboyâ girl on the outside. And seeing as he was indeed male on the inside, he wore the new look extremely well and was turning quite a few heads from people in Nanta who didnât know who âthe pretty blonde lassâ really was.
âHow much flour you have mam? Weâre gonna ration it out since Daa and Sergei wanna stock up to.â Ilya said moving onto business at hand.
âWe already split it three ways in the warehouse, we had quite an excess last year and a good thing too, thereâs plenty for all three ships and Nanta. Same for the sugar crop. Weâll be able to stock all three vessels to last you until next harvest. That is if the person taking over for us knows what heâs doing.â
Ilya froze. âWhat?â
âOh dear I forgot, youâd already gone off! I was sittinâ with Anya all night, wonderful woman! It seems âThe Nightwindâ is short a healer and you know yer Gran is getting on in years and this is a perfect retirement for her not to mention a dream you canât let pass especially at her stage of life. We got two other healers in Nanta, she shant be missed. And well what with Yuri also beinâ like you, sheâll have more time to train him proper to take over for her when she just canât go on and then she can retire on the waves in a wonderful ship! Besides, he and that adorable little Sascha of Anyaâs really hit it off like two peas in a pod and Yuri donât make friends easy, heâs shy, and that life is so much better for him than this place. So weâre going too. Aunt Preda and I will work the greenhouse on âthe Nightwindâ and Anyaâs already seeing some of our seedlings transplanted and Iâm taking the small hand mill so I can probably produce enough flour daily to feed a crew in between stock stops and keep the stores topped up. Same with yer aunt.â
âOh Mam! Thatâs wonderful news!â Ilya cried and hugged his mother fiercely laughing his mood exceedingly bright.
âAye. Anya was telling me that the whole family fleet meets every two years for a reunion so weâll see each other more often than if I stayed here. That there is the best news right there. I guess they have a secret island all their own.â
âAye they do. Van told me about it. Itâs magic shielded so it canât be mapped, only the red ships and a few select others even know it exist. Itâs only small but big enough for them all to meet and have their reunion and trade crew around. Van said it keeps the blood from getting to inbred that way.â
âVery true. That is a danger when youâve limited space and bedfellows. Anya told me that the elderly crew folk retire to the island to live out their days. She says the greenhouses on the ships are peanuts to the island, one huge greenhouse of eternal summer. Great on old bones.â
âAye, thatâs what Van told me too. Itâs nice to know eventually Gran will get to live her end days peaceful like that one day. Van also said they keep their larger livestock herds there to graze on the mountain grasses and such. He canât wait to show it to me. He said he has a little one-room cabin right in the middle of a pine grove there and he said they have a vineyard there where all the wine they carry is made by their craftsmen and caretakers who live on the island. Not all of them are retired hands. I learned that when I asked where all the wine onboard came from since I couldnât find where theyâd make it. Same with the beer, I never saw hops or barley on the greenhouse decks.â
âAnya told me that too. They also keep their overflow bounty there. Silly to carry it all about all the time when they donât need it. It goes into mutual coffers for the entire family to use. Theyâve worked out a very functional honor system that seems beneficial for all involved.â
âAye. They do, and any man stupid enough to break their honor and trust deserves to be throttled. I sure wouldnât want to piss off an army of wizards, would you?â
Petra laughed. âNay. And it explains why they always overpay when they use stocking islands. They dole out their excess wealth to folks who really need it. Never a kinder lot of folks I ever met. I feel so damn honored and proud to be movinâ to help them in their work. I now know how you felt when you told me.â
âAye. Itâs like serving the gods own chosen. They do so much good in this forsaken world. Iâd give my life for them all.â
âLetâs do hope it never comes to that love.â Van said as he caught the tail end of their conversation. Ilya smiled up at his husband.
âItâs true love. Iâd die for you if I had to.â
âI know beloved. As I would you, and again I Pray it NEVER comes to that. I want to retire to that island with you someday too you realize. Old and gray and crotchety and saying things like âwhen I was a boy we didnât do this and thatâ and âwhat are the younginâs of today thinking?â and things every old dotard spouts.â Van grinned and Ilya laughed.
âYouâre going to be one amusing old fart.â
âAye, and you too my feisty one.â Van winked as Yuri and Sascha came out from the dome dwelling.
âIâm all packed Mam. Sascha helped me!â Yuri beamed and Sascha looked pleased with himself. It really was like looking at miniature versions of himself and Ilya, Van noted and just met Ilyaâs eyes with a smile. One day those two would be saying vows similar to the one Van and Ilya had spoken the day before. Van would bet money on it. Hell, heâd bet his ship on it! Everyone it seemed would begin treading new waters in the morning when they all left Nanta.
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Ilya bid his family a teary-eyed farewell the following morning. âthe Nightwindâ was going to head North to pick off a raid on a supply station in three weeks. âthe Handmaidenâ would follow âthe Crimson Ladyâ to help against Raskin in four days and then set herself due south for a rendezvous with a deep sea fishing fleet that would be raided by none other than Yvan who had nothing to lose at this point. He was going to be soundly thrashed again heâd hopefully learn his lesson this time around, but probably not, men like him never learned.
After that Alexandre would head to the island. Dmitri was finally retiring after nearly ninety years at sea. âThe Larkâ would be overhauled and little Did Sergeiâs oldest son know, but in less than a year, when he turned thirteen, the ship would become his and heâd spend the next two years making it his own before casting off. Most of the time new ships were built in that time period. But Dmitri wanted to retire and wasting a perfectly good ship when there was a new wizard about to come of age was folly. The family wasted nothing, and by the time Andre was finished tweaking her, âthe Larkâ would be different enough to be wholly his anyway. It was also tradition that every new son of age got something from his senior wizards to add luck to his ship. Van already knew what he was going to give his nephew. Heâd already purchased it, a beautifully carved stone bowl made out of rose quartz. Heâd found it on a little supply island that had a quarry and heâd commissioned the bowl right then and there. Quartz made excellent scrying bowls. Van knew, his was quartz too.
Van was checking his own bowl up in the observatory to see if anything had changed in their plans when Ilya knocked and entered.
âYou sure you should be climbing up this high when youâre still wobbly down low?â Van asked and Ilya grinned as he sat on the corner of the table.
âIâm getting the hang of it now. Iâve a couple of days practice in me.â He winked as he set a flask of wine in front of his husband. âYouâve been up here all morning, I thought you might be thirsty round about now.â
âI am and thank you for looking out for my health.â
âThat is my job is it not?â Ilya quipped right back, uncorking his own flask and taking a nice long drink. âAnd no Iâm not daft enough to drink wine in my state, itâs just apple juice, donât give me that look. Whoâs the healer on board?â
âPoint taken. If anyone knows how to take care of a pregnant body, you do. Scolding accepted beloved.â
âGood.â Ilya smiled taking the small sack slung off his shoulder and setting it down on the table. âI brought you some fruit for you to stash up here too, you forget to eat when you lock yourself up here to go snooping about the ocean.â
âI do. I do. Pull up a chair and Iâll take a break with my lovely spouse. Toss us that dagger there love and Iâll slice up these apples.â Van said as Ilya took a dagger in its sheath off the peg on the wall and handed it to Van. He flopped into a comfortable chair across the table from Van and just took in the view from the large open windows that spanned the small circular room at the very top of the main mast. One really felt the sway of the ship at this apex, it was almost enough to make Ilya queasy in his new state of body. In a few months heâd not be able to come up here at all until the babies arrived.
Van handed him a few of the cut segments and watched Ilya eat them absently as he admired the view from the observatory. The sunlight in his hair was almost mesmerizing and Van was getting hot under the collar. How he wished there was more room in the observatory.
âI could lean over the table if youâd like.â Ilya purred catching Vanâs gaze with a smirk on his lips.
âReading my mind now?â
âVan love, you canât hide it when youâre turned on. Your eyes give you away.â
âDo they?â
âAye.â Ilya said slipping from his chair to sit on the table in front of Van. âItâs perfectly safe you know. You wonât hurt our babes any. I can see that in your face too.â
âYouâre positive?â
âVan, just who do you think youâre talking to here?â
âStupid question. Come here gorgeous.â
Van didnât get any further work done before the mid-day meal and they both looked happily rumpled as they climbed down to eat.
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Ilya was curled up in the alcove with a book, dressed in a night shirt, his hair unbound and drying from his bath and his long legs curled up under him as Van came in looking worried, âVan?â Ilya instantly set down his book and padded over to take Vanâs discarded garments as he shed them and started to fill the bath for himself.
âItâs that bastard Raskin. I think he knows weâre coming to head him off. One minute the ship was there in my bowl and the next gone. Heâs cloaked himself somehow from my seeking. Daa confirmed it, he canât see him either. I donât like not knowing where my enemies are so Daa and I are pushing wind for speed now, we want to beat him to the fleet. Heâll only be able to go as fast as Smirnovâs ship will allow. We do have the bonus of speed and we know he canât see us. But he felt us somehow. I donât like that, thatâs a new trick heâs learned.â Van said as he climbed into the bath and let Ilya scrub his back for him.
âYouâre tight as a anything, relax love. One day at a time.â Ilya said having Van shift positions so he could grip his shoulders. Ilya poured some scented oil on his back and worked Vanâs shoulders. Within minutes Van was purring like a kitten.
âLove you have forever to do that. Magic hands you have.â
âNo magic. Simple good old fashioned massage.â Ilya grinned, moving to wash off the oil before beginning to wash Vanâs hair. Van was totally relaxed by the time Ilya finished and allowed him out of the tub to dry off.
âYou spoil me.â Van said planting a kiss on Ilyaâs shoulder as he toweled off.
âAbsolutely I do. I like you in good humor. You spoil me then.â Ilya winked moving out of the bathroom in an almost swagger. Van just chuckled and hung up the towel to dry as he pulled on his own nightshirt and fell into bed beside Ilya.
âLove, donât ever lose your sense of humor. I donât think I could live without it now.â Van said as they snuggled down under the covers and blew out the candles.
âYou big soft hearted romantic fool. I love you.â Ilya said using Vanâs chest as a pillow.
âI love you too. Goodnight love.â
âGoodnight my lovely Dark Angel.â
âNow whoâs the romantic fool?â
Ilya just chuckled as they fell into relaxed silence until morning.
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By the following morning they had reached the fishing fleet, seven small ships dwarfed by the massive galleons âthe Handmaidenâ and âthe Crimson Ladyâ. Van and Petr easily swung themselves over to one of the ships with swing lines and were welcomed by the Commodore of the small fleet, âI met âthe Larkâ years ago. Great old Chap Dmitri Anastasovich was âer Captain.â
The old Commodore said shaking Vanâs Hand. âMy Grandfather.â Van smiled and the old man nodded.
âMy father and I have come to warn you. Youâve got Smirnov on your tail last we looked and according to our calculations, theyâll be hitting you midday tomorrow if nothing changes.â
âWhat on Earth would HE want with our poxy fishing fleet. We port on the Isle of Candok about fifty leagues of here. Weâre just food supply for the folk, a small supply island. We only grow tuber vegetables for the most part. We taint got nothing worth the trouble it takes to attack.â
âWe know. Thereâs something else theyâre after but for the life of us we canât figure it out.â Van began just as his Father and his first mate, Petrâs eldest son, Nikolai managed to get close enough to swing over themselves and join in at this part of the conversation.
âFather, I do wish youâd stop swinging over. Youâre sixty.â
âThe day I canât hold a bloody rope is the day I retire boy.â Alexandre shot right back with a glare. But Van was right, he wasnât as young as he used to be, but damned if heâd tell the boy that!
At this point both he and his father sensed a presence and both heads whipped around. This was no doubt what Raskin was after. A girl of about fourteen came up on deck, dripping with untrained power. She was carrying netting baskets sheâd just mended below up on deck.
âSâtruth! That lass needs to be trained!â Alexandre gasped âOne panicked reaction and the whole fleet can sink.â He added and the old manâs eyes widened.
âOksana? Me granddaughter, best fingers with a needle since her Gran. Why? Whatâs wrong?â
âPower and a lot of it. Does magic run in your family?â Van asked watching the girl stack her netting.
âNot a drop of it. Although, her mam wouldnât say who fathered her. Might be his stock.â
âProbably. And I can tell you now from experience with Raskin, heâs looking for her. Heâll use her power like a well to drink from, slave her and breed her. Magic is not usually quite so strong in women as men. Not in this lassies case though, sheâd be a powerful sorceress with the proper teaching.â Van said as Alexandre nodded.
âAye. Itâs wise to let her come with us Old man. My wife and I will take care of and teach her. I taught seven sons and two daughters I have.â Alexandre said smiling at the pretty young girl.
âTake Oksana? Her mam will have heart failure.â
âNot forever old man, sheâll be allowed to come home AFTER we make sure sheâs not a danger to herself or others anymore. Itâs more than folly to let her go without teaching. There are more bastards out there like Raskin whoâll snap her up before you can blink. You have my word and honor Iâll protect her like me own daughter.â Alexandre said and the old man just waved it off.
âItâs not a question of yer Honor Captain. Everyone done know red-sails are always the ones ta trust. Can we leave the choice up to the girl? Sheâs a good-girl, as levelheaded as they come she is. Weâll let her decide her fate?â
âFair enough.â Alexandre nodded as the Old man hailed the girl over. She smiled and bowed trying not to look intimidated. She had courage in her and Alexandre disarmed her with a brilliant smile. Van smiled to himself, his father had won over harder edged children with that smile of his. The epitome of grandfatherly charm.
âOksana, the Captain Alexandre Dmitrivich here would like ta talk to ye.â
âMe?â
âAye lass and a serious matter weâd like to discuss with you.â
âIt about the things I do isnât it?â
âWhat things child?â
âYe gods all sorts of crazy things started happeninâ when I got me moons. Iâd just wish fer something, oh like a sharper needle or something and itâd happen. Crazy nightmares started happeninâ and Iâd wake up and my room would be in shambles. Itâs right scary and I donât know how Iâm doinâ it! Mam said me Daa was a wizard and I never believed her, until now. I just always thought it was a story she told me since I never knew my daa and every little girl likes to think her Daa is powerful strong. I donât know how to make it stop.â
âThat girl is precisely why we want to talk to ye. Me son and I sensed you right when we came aboard.â
âDaaâs right lass. Power will come full strength to ye when you reach puberty if you have it in ye. Wizards always breed true, so if your daa was a wizard, and lookinâ at you I have no doubt he was. Itâs important you learn how to use what you were born with so you donât hurt yourself or others you love.â Van said and the girl nodded almost desperate.
âPlease! How do I learn?â She pleaded and Alexandre took her hand.
âIf youâll come with me child, I promise to teach you everything I know. Ask Van, Iâm not such a tyrant task master am I boy?â
âDo you really want me to answer that question truthfully daa?â Van grinned and winked at the girl who laughed.
âCheeky boy. Donât scare the girl!â
âCourse not. She looks tough enough. Itâs not easy lass, itâs powerful hard work and will take you quite a few years to learn properly, especially since youâre a lot older than most when we start learninâ. But me Daa is good, heâll make sure youâre properly safe and protected while you learn. I strongly urge you to go with him. Me mam will help you too, youâll like her and sheâll love you. My sisters are all gone with families of their own now, sheâll have fun with a new girl around for her to dote on.â Van winked and the girl was at ease.
âIâll work hard I promise! Iâll earn my keep!â
âNone of that child, no earning keeps. Just you concentrate on learninâ what I teach you. Youâll earn your own merits out in the world one day. I just expect you to use your gifts for the betterment of mankind and not for selfish pursuits. That is why I teach you and for no other reason. You give back what youâve been given, that is the will of the gods. I am just their servant as much as you are. They led me to you for a reason, I donât argue with the will of the Gods.â
That statement right there won the girl and her grandfather over without any further reservations. That was the law of their world that any good, honest man lived by. Give without thought of reward, help when you can, love your fellow man, appreciate your good fortune and share it with others who need it too.
âSMOKE TO THE WEST!â Came the bellow from up in the crowâs nest and all eyes turned west to see a cloud billowing up at the horizon.
âThatâs Candok!â The old man gasped. Van and Alexandre gave each other grave looks. Raskin had changed course and attacked the island rather than the girl to draw her home and away from them.
Both men ran to shout orders to their men. âGo get your things child, hurry.â Alexandre said and the girl raced downstairs to gather her belongings. She was back up top in just a few minutes and Nikolai swung her over to âthe Handmaidenâ followed by Alexandre.
Van and Petr were back on âthe Crimson Ladyâ in a flash and a strong east wind filled sails. They out paced the small fleet within moments, there was nothing the men on the fleet could do anyway and they wasted no time setting course to the island.
Sonja was immediately by the girlâs side. âCome on love, letâs get out of the way of the crew. You can tell me all about what my husband is doing bringing pretty young strangers onboard.â Sonja grinned, knowing perfectly well just by touching the girl âwhyâ but it would distract the child from worrying too much. She could see the smoke, sheâd have to shut herself up inside her shielded cabin until she was needed to heal anyway. Ilya was doing the same thing on board his ship, sitting in seclusion, building up stores and drinking tea like there was no tomorrow, waiting.
Sonja but her own kettle of tea on as she sat with Oksana on the low sofa.
âNow child, my name is Sonja, but you can call me Gran if youâd like, lord Iâm old enough for it now. I have grandchildren your age.â Sonja smiled, she was still a handsome and beautiful woman. A single patch of silver in her hair at her left temple the only sign of age.
âCaptain Van looks like you.â Oksana remarked and Sonja chuckled.
âAye, he does. Took me eight children to get one that looked like myself. Heâs my youngest of nine, and about to make me a Gran again he is. Got twins on the way he does.â Sonja chattered as she poured tea for them both. âYou should have seen Ilya when he realized, I thought Van was going to lose his manhood right then and there. Thatâll teach those two from messing about without thinking.â Sonja laughed again and Oksana stared at her.
âIlya is a boys name.â
âAye, aye. Itâs a long story love. Letâs just say my dear foolish son and his dear foolish spouse thought it would be a good idea to test a hair-brained theory out on themselves. On their wedding night no less. They thought that they might want children someday so they figured theyâd see if they could switch Ilyaâs aspect. Heâs a healer, and is quite balanced and is equally female and male in spirit. So my son, whom is quite a powerful little cock-brained wizard, switched Ilyaâs aspect into a female form rather than his male born one. They weâre worried that because neither of them were attracted to females in the physical sense they might not be able to have children. Needless to say, male or female, Ilya has my son well and truly wrapped around his little finger. By morning they both had a surprise waiting for them. Ilya was pregnant with twins. So thereâs no changing him back now until the little ones come. So just mind you sweetness, heâs still getting used to being in a girlâs body, but heâs not a girl. Heâs as sweet as they come, but a little touchy about his new looks.â
Oksana laughed. âIâd imagine so. Men do take pride in their bits and bobs donât they?â
âAye lassie!â Sonja cackled, loving the sharp girl. âSo when you meet Ilya, make sure you talk to him as a boy and not a girl. Itâll make him feel better.â Sonja winked and Oksana nodded grinning.
They continued gossiping together over spelled tea and Sonja was thankful the shields in the cabin also kept out noise and commotion from up on decks. The girl didnât need upset just yet and Sonja knew come nightfall there was probably going to be many tears shed.
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tbc...
T H E F O L L O W I N G T I D E S S E R I E S
PART I - VAN & ILYA
Author: D. Sanders a.k.a "The Fablespinner"
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CHAPTER FIVE -- "TREADING NEW WATERS"
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Ilya fell into bed the minute they reached the cabin and threw an arm over his eyes. Van crawled in beside him a meek expression on his face. âDonât worry love, Iâm not angry at you.â
âI didnât think you were, I am sorry though that this was forced upon you so suddenly.â
âDonât be Van. Itâs as much my fault as yours. I am a healer, the minute we realized we were too tired to change me back I should have thought about Maidenâs Breath. I just made a batch the other day. I know what happens when precautions arenât taken. However, Iâm not about to go near the stuff now. We made our bed and weâll sleep in it.â Ilya said turning his huge green eyes toward Van. âI did and do want this. I love them already, I can feel them all the time. Thatâs why I went to see your mother. I didnât expect to feel like this. Most women canât and donât feel anything, thatâs why most donât even realize they are pregnant until a month or two down the road when moons stop, itâs because Iâm a healer I feel them at all and because I am the one pregnant I feel them intensely. They flared to life and brought me out of a sound sleep like trumpets blaring. I thought Iâd gone off the deep-end.â
Van chuckled. âTell me what itâs like, please.â
âWell, when Iâm dealing with pregnant women, itâs like they carry around a little extra glow about them. Thatâs how healers always know immediately when a lass is pregnant; we see it plain as day. For me, it was like the sun didnât rise, it exploded. A big, great, screaming cosmic boom. Twice in rapid succession. I knew the very instant it happened, not even a second after. It was instantaneous and blinding on my senses. It still is blinding. They are all over my senses. I can feel my body feeding them power like a funnel. I can still feel everything else, itâs not distorting my normal senses toward others. But my self-awareness just went into over-drive and then some.â
âFascinating.â
âDisconcerting, it will take getting used to. I nearly fell ass over tip just trying to walk. A womanâs body has a different center of gravity. I just spent the last twenty years balancing myself in my chest. I have to learn how to use hips Iâve never had in order to keep from falling over. Iâm lucky I didnât tumble myself over the gangplank trying to get across.â
âMercy! That different?â
âSwitch yourself and find out.â
âThatâs a good idea.â Van said and the next moment Van was there in all his female glory. A Handsome sharp edged woman. Not beautiful, but comely and stately regal. He stood and wobbled. âWow, I see what you mean.â
âYou have a nice ass.â Ilya chuckled from his view from behind and Van turned and winked.
âWhy thank you.â He said looking at himself in the mirror and his rather large breasts. âThese are bloody deformed.â
âNot to some men love. Youâd turn a lot of heads with that figure. Beautiful hourglass youâve got going on there.â
âYou do realize if people knew what we were doing in here, theyâd all have coronaries?â
âProbably. Only YOU get to change back with only me seeing you like this. None of my clothes are going to fit right. But at least I donât have boobs like yours.â
âSâtruth! Amen to that.â Van said as he tried walking around the room getting used to the shift in gravity. âI must say in all honesty never being a boob man, I could get used to yours. Perfect little handfuls.â
âYou can stop that train of thought right there. Once your little ones are weaned I want them gone.â
Van turned and grinned. âIâm only teasing.â He said with a wink as he shifted back into his male aspect.
Ilya grinned right back. âI know. Iâm just giving you hell for knocking me up.â Ilya said getting up and heading for the bathroom. âNow the real test. The first piss. Wish me luck!â He said as he shut the door. Coming out not looking happy âThat is going to take getting used to as well. Wiping every bloody time, what a mess it is and I donât want to know what moons are like. The minute these babes are here Iâm taking Maidenâs Breath with a vengeance. I do not want a moon!â
Van was trying hard not to laugh and failing miserably as Ilya ripped open his wardrobe only to find his clothes fit horribly. Too tight in the hips and posterior and too loose in the crotch. The shirts were fine, but heâd need knew pants before these gave him fits of frustration. He was hungry though and eventually he was going to have to debut in this new body. Better sooner than later he reckoned and he ended up wearing a pair of Vanâs pants in the end since they were slightly bigger and fit his hips better. âWeâll hit the stores after breakfast.â Van said as they headed up the stairs to face the world.
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The galley was already full and Ilya shocked even Van when he just hoped up on a table and clanged a serving spoon against a pewter plate to get everyoneâs attention.
âDonât ask, just accept the fact Iâm gonna look like this for the time being and if anyone of ye dare call me a lassie or ask me to flash my tits youâre gonna loose a wanker the old fashioned way, Iâll rip it off. Got it? Iâm pregnant and in a foul humor and those of ye with children and wives youâll understand. Those of ye that donât ask someone who does. Thank you, end of announcement, Carry on.â Ilya said jumping off the table and not a single person moved. Everyone sat there like stunned turkeys about to be beheaded. Van followed Ilyaâs wake just grinning and shaking his head.
âCaptain?â
âDonât ask Mikhail, donât ask.â
âDid he say pregnant?â
âAye.â
âNo!â
âAye.â
âBut I thought ye both, ye know, couldnât with a lassie.â
âYeah, well. Just donât ask how it happened. Please, I donât want to explain it and heâll murder me if I do.â
âPoint taken Van mate.â Mikhail just patted Vanâs arm in sympathy. He had a pregnant wife too, and just as unexpectedly and she was making him feel as much of a dog as Van was likely feeling at the moment. Perhaps even more so, Olga was a female naturally, he certainly was never gonna ask how in one night Ilya went to bed a man and came to breakfast as a woman. Although looking at him, it was Ilya all over, HE was still the same where it mattered, he was as feisty as ever no matter what shape he was wearing.
Ivana however was a different matter and a law onto herself. âAt least you have decent looking hair this morning.â
âIvana.â Ilyaâs tone was warning. She took no notice.
âDonât you Ivana me. I know perfectly well how grouchy you are this morning and how grouchy youâll be every morning for the next nine months. Itâs part of the price boy-o. You wonât get no sympathy here.â
âI donât want it.â
âGood. Youâll need new clothes wonât ya?â
âAye. Nothing bloody fits this morning. Menâs pants are not cut for womenâs asses.â
âAye, ride right on up donât they?â Ivana winked and Ilya semi-smiled.
âAnd then some.â
âWait until youâre around eight months and about ready to pop. Even your skin feels like it doesnât fit.â
âSpare me until I get used to this body first. I was a bloke yesterday remember?â
âAye, too true. Eat up love and weâll go hit the stores after while everyone else is restocking. Weâll have some private time to get you outfitted.â
âI refuse to wear a dress.â
âGive me a little credit boy-o.â Ivana winked, ruffed his hair and went back to the kitchen. Van was staring into his food trying to avoid setting Ilyaâs temper off.
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Petra stood and gaped at her son turned temporary daughter as he explained what had happened, looking quite beautiful in a pale green sleeveless tunic gathered and belted at the waist and light airy knee length trousers. Still barefoot and his longer hair simply braided down his back. He looked the atypical âtomboyâ girl on the outside. And seeing as he was indeed male on the inside, he wore the new look extremely well and was turning quite a few heads from people in Nanta who didnât know who âthe pretty blonde lassâ really was.
âHow much flour you have mam? Weâre gonna ration it out since Daa and Sergei wanna stock up to.â Ilya said moving onto business at hand.
âWe already split it three ways in the warehouse, we had quite an excess last year and a good thing too, thereâs plenty for all three ships and Nanta. Same for the sugar crop. Weâll be able to stock all three vessels to last you until next harvest. That is if the person taking over for us knows what heâs doing.â
Ilya froze. âWhat?â
âOh dear I forgot, youâd already gone off! I was sittinâ with Anya all night, wonderful woman! It seems âThe Nightwindâ is short a healer and you know yer Gran is getting on in years and this is a perfect retirement for her not to mention a dream you canât let pass especially at her stage of life. We got two other healers in Nanta, she shant be missed. And well what with Yuri also beinâ like you, sheâll have more time to train him proper to take over for her when she just canât go on and then she can retire on the waves in a wonderful ship! Besides, he and that adorable little Sascha of Anyaâs really hit it off like two peas in a pod and Yuri donât make friends easy, heâs shy, and that life is so much better for him than this place. So weâre going too. Aunt Preda and I will work the greenhouse on âthe Nightwindâ and Anyaâs already seeing some of our seedlings transplanted and Iâm taking the small hand mill so I can probably produce enough flour daily to feed a crew in between stock stops and keep the stores topped up. Same with yer aunt.â
âOh Mam! Thatâs wonderful news!â Ilya cried and hugged his mother fiercely laughing his mood exceedingly bright.
âAye. Anya was telling me that the whole family fleet meets every two years for a reunion so weâll see each other more often than if I stayed here. That there is the best news right there. I guess they have a secret island all their own.â
âAye they do. Van told me about it. Itâs magic shielded so it canât be mapped, only the red ships and a few select others even know it exist. Itâs only small but big enough for them all to meet and have their reunion and trade crew around. Van said it keeps the blood from getting to inbred that way.â
âVery true. That is a danger when youâve limited space and bedfellows. Anya told me that the elderly crew folk retire to the island to live out their days. She says the greenhouses on the ships are peanuts to the island, one huge greenhouse of eternal summer. Great on old bones.â
âAye, thatâs what Van told me too. Itâs nice to know eventually Gran will get to live her end days peaceful like that one day. Van also said they keep their larger livestock herds there to graze on the mountain grasses and such. He canât wait to show it to me. He said he has a little one-room cabin right in the middle of a pine grove there and he said they have a vineyard there where all the wine they carry is made by their craftsmen and caretakers who live on the island. Not all of them are retired hands. I learned that when I asked where all the wine onboard came from since I couldnât find where theyâd make it. Same with the beer, I never saw hops or barley on the greenhouse decks.â
âAnya told me that too. They also keep their overflow bounty there. Silly to carry it all about all the time when they donât need it. It goes into mutual coffers for the entire family to use. Theyâve worked out a very functional honor system that seems beneficial for all involved.â
âAye. They do, and any man stupid enough to break their honor and trust deserves to be throttled. I sure wouldnât want to piss off an army of wizards, would you?â
Petra laughed. âNay. And it explains why they always overpay when they use stocking islands. They dole out their excess wealth to folks who really need it. Never a kinder lot of folks I ever met. I feel so damn honored and proud to be movinâ to help them in their work. I now know how you felt when you told me.â
âAye. Itâs like serving the gods own chosen. They do so much good in this forsaken world. Iâd give my life for them all.â
âLetâs do hope it never comes to that love.â Van said as he caught the tail end of their conversation. Ilya smiled up at his husband.
âItâs true love. Iâd die for you if I had to.â
âI know beloved. As I would you, and again I Pray it NEVER comes to that. I want to retire to that island with you someday too you realize. Old and gray and crotchety and saying things like âwhen I was a boy we didnât do this and thatâ and âwhat are the younginâs of today thinking?â and things every old dotard spouts.â Van grinned and Ilya laughed.
âYouâre going to be one amusing old fart.â
âAye, and you too my feisty one.â Van winked as Yuri and Sascha came out from the dome dwelling.
âIâm all packed Mam. Sascha helped me!â Yuri beamed and Sascha looked pleased with himself. It really was like looking at miniature versions of himself and Ilya, Van noted and just met Ilyaâs eyes with a smile. One day those two would be saying vows similar to the one Van and Ilya had spoken the day before. Van would bet money on it. Hell, heâd bet his ship on it! Everyone it seemed would begin treading new waters in the morning when they all left Nanta.
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Ilya bid his family a teary-eyed farewell the following morning. âthe Nightwindâ was going to head North to pick off a raid on a supply station in three weeks. âthe Handmaidenâ would follow âthe Crimson Ladyâ to help against Raskin in four days and then set herself due south for a rendezvous with a deep sea fishing fleet that would be raided by none other than Yvan who had nothing to lose at this point. He was going to be soundly thrashed again heâd hopefully learn his lesson this time around, but probably not, men like him never learned.
After that Alexandre would head to the island. Dmitri was finally retiring after nearly ninety years at sea. âThe Larkâ would be overhauled and little Did Sergeiâs oldest son know, but in less than a year, when he turned thirteen, the ship would become his and heâd spend the next two years making it his own before casting off. Most of the time new ships were built in that time period. But Dmitri wanted to retire and wasting a perfectly good ship when there was a new wizard about to come of age was folly. The family wasted nothing, and by the time Andre was finished tweaking her, âthe Larkâ would be different enough to be wholly his anyway. It was also tradition that every new son of age got something from his senior wizards to add luck to his ship. Van already knew what he was going to give his nephew. Heâd already purchased it, a beautifully carved stone bowl made out of rose quartz. Heâd found it on a little supply island that had a quarry and heâd commissioned the bowl right then and there. Quartz made excellent scrying bowls. Van knew, his was quartz too.
Van was checking his own bowl up in the observatory to see if anything had changed in their plans when Ilya knocked and entered.
âYou sure you should be climbing up this high when youâre still wobbly down low?â Van asked and Ilya grinned as he sat on the corner of the table.
âIâm getting the hang of it now. Iâve a couple of days practice in me.â He winked as he set a flask of wine in front of his husband. âYouâve been up here all morning, I thought you might be thirsty round about now.â
âI am and thank you for looking out for my health.â
âThat is my job is it not?â Ilya quipped right back, uncorking his own flask and taking a nice long drink. âAnd no Iâm not daft enough to drink wine in my state, itâs just apple juice, donât give me that look. Whoâs the healer on board?â
âPoint taken. If anyone knows how to take care of a pregnant body, you do. Scolding accepted beloved.â
âGood.â Ilya smiled taking the small sack slung off his shoulder and setting it down on the table. âI brought you some fruit for you to stash up here too, you forget to eat when you lock yourself up here to go snooping about the ocean.â
âI do. I do. Pull up a chair and Iâll take a break with my lovely spouse. Toss us that dagger there love and Iâll slice up these apples.â Van said as Ilya took a dagger in its sheath off the peg on the wall and handed it to Van. He flopped into a comfortable chair across the table from Van and just took in the view from the large open windows that spanned the small circular room at the very top of the main mast. One really felt the sway of the ship at this apex, it was almost enough to make Ilya queasy in his new state of body. In a few months heâd not be able to come up here at all until the babies arrived.
Van handed him a few of the cut segments and watched Ilya eat them absently as he admired the view from the observatory. The sunlight in his hair was almost mesmerizing and Van was getting hot under the collar. How he wished there was more room in the observatory.
âI could lean over the table if youâd like.â Ilya purred catching Vanâs gaze with a smirk on his lips.
âReading my mind now?â
âVan love, you canât hide it when youâre turned on. Your eyes give you away.â
âDo they?â
âAye.â Ilya said slipping from his chair to sit on the table in front of Van. âItâs perfectly safe you know. You wonât hurt our babes any. I can see that in your face too.â
âYouâre positive?â
âVan, just who do you think youâre talking to here?â
âStupid question. Come here gorgeous.â
Van didnât get any further work done before the mid-day meal and they both looked happily rumpled as they climbed down to eat.
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Ilya was curled up in the alcove with a book, dressed in a night shirt, his hair unbound and drying from his bath and his long legs curled up under him as Van came in looking worried, âVan?â Ilya instantly set down his book and padded over to take Vanâs discarded garments as he shed them and started to fill the bath for himself.
âItâs that bastard Raskin. I think he knows weâre coming to head him off. One minute the ship was there in my bowl and the next gone. Heâs cloaked himself somehow from my seeking. Daa confirmed it, he canât see him either. I donât like not knowing where my enemies are so Daa and I are pushing wind for speed now, we want to beat him to the fleet. Heâll only be able to go as fast as Smirnovâs ship will allow. We do have the bonus of speed and we know he canât see us. But he felt us somehow. I donât like that, thatâs a new trick heâs learned.â Van said as he climbed into the bath and let Ilya scrub his back for him.
âYouâre tight as a anything, relax love. One day at a time.â Ilya said having Van shift positions so he could grip his shoulders. Ilya poured some scented oil on his back and worked Vanâs shoulders. Within minutes Van was purring like a kitten.
âLove you have forever to do that. Magic hands you have.â
âNo magic. Simple good old fashioned massage.â Ilya grinned, moving to wash off the oil before beginning to wash Vanâs hair. Van was totally relaxed by the time Ilya finished and allowed him out of the tub to dry off.
âYou spoil me.â Van said planting a kiss on Ilyaâs shoulder as he toweled off.
âAbsolutely I do. I like you in good humor. You spoil me then.â Ilya winked moving out of the bathroom in an almost swagger. Van just chuckled and hung up the towel to dry as he pulled on his own nightshirt and fell into bed beside Ilya.
âLove, donât ever lose your sense of humor. I donât think I could live without it now.â Van said as they snuggled down under the covers and blew out the candles.
âYou big soft hearted romantic fool. I love you.â Ilya said using Vanâs chest as a pillow.
âI love you too. Goodnight love.â
âGoodnight my lovely Dark Angel.â
âNow whoâs the romantic fool?â
Ilya just chuckled as they fell into relaxed silence until morning.
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By the following morning they had reached the fishing fleet, seven small ships dwarfed by the massive galleons âthe Handmaidenâ and âthe Crimson Ladyâ. Van and Petr easily swung themselves over to one of the ships with swing lines and were welcomed by the Commodore of the small fleet, âI met âthe Larkâ years ago. Great old Chap Dmitri Anastasovich was âer Captain.â
The old Commodore said shaking Vanâs Hand. âMy Grandfather.â Van smiled and the old man nodded.
âMy father and I have come to warn you. Youâve got Smirnov on your tail last we looked and according to our calculations, theyâll be hitting you midday tomorrow if nothing changes.â
âWhat on Earth would HE want with our poxy fishing fleet. We port on the Isle of Candok about fifty leagues of here. Weâre just food supply for the folk, a small supply island. We only grow tuber vegetables for the most part. We taint got nothing worth the trouble it takes to attack.â
âWe know. Thereâs something else theyâre after but for the life of us we canât figure it out.â Van began just as his Father and his first mate, Petrâs eldest son, Nikolai managed to get close enough to swing over themselves and join in at this part of the conversation.
âFather, I do wish youâd stop swinging over. Youâre sixty.â
âThe day I canât hold a bloody rope is the day I retire boy.â Alexandre shot right back with a glare. But Van was right, he wasnât as young as he used to be, but damned if heâd tell the boy that!
At this point both he and his father sensed a presence and both heads whipped around. This was no doubt what Raskin was after. A girl of about fourteen came up on deck, dripping with untrained power. She was carrying netting baskets sheâd just mended below up on deck.
âSâtruth! That lass needs to be trained!â Alexandre gasped âOne panicked reaction and the whole fleet can sink.â He added and the old manâs eyes widened.
âOksana? Me granddaughter, best fingers with a needle since her Gran. Why? Whatâs wrong?â
âPower and a lot of it. Does magic run in your family?â Van asked watching the girl stack her netting.
âNot a drop of it. Although, her mam wouldnât say who fathered her. Might be his stock.â
âProbably. And I can tell you now from experience with Raskin, heâs looking for her. Heâll use her power like a well to drink from, slave her and breed her. Magic is not usually quite so strong in women as men. Not in this lassies case though, sheâd be a powerful sorceress with the proper teaching.â Van said as Alexandre nodded.
âAye. Itâs wise to let her come with us Old man. My wife and I will take care of and teach her. I taught seven sons and two daughters I have.â Alexandre said smiling at the pretty young girl.
âTake Oksana? Her mam will have heart failure.â
âNot forever old man, sheâll be allowed to come home AFTER we make sure sheâs not a danger to herself or others anymore. Itâs more than folly to let her go without teaching. There are more bastards out there like Raskin whoâll snap her up before you can blink. You have my word and honor Iâll protect her like me own daughter.â Alexandre said and the old man just waved it off.
âItâs not a question of yer Honor Captain. Everyone done know red-sails are always the ones ta trust. Can we leave the choice up to the girl? Sheâs a good-girl, as levelheaded as they come she is. Weâll let her decide her fate?â
âFair enough.â Alexandre nodded as the Old man hailed the girl over. She smiled and bowed trying not to look intimidated. She had courage in her and Alexandre disarmed her with a brilliant smile. Van smiled to himself, his father had won over harder edged children with that smile of his. The epitome of grandfatherly charm.
âOksana, the Captain Alexandre Dmitrivich here would like ta talk to ye.â
âMe?â
âAye lass and a serious matter weâd like to discuss with you.â
âIt about the things I do isnât it?â
âWhat things child?â
âYe gods all sorts of crazy things started happeninâ when I got me moons. Iâd just wish fer something, oh like a sharper needle or something and itâd happen. Crazy nightmares started happeninâ and Iâd wake up and my room would be in shambles. Itâs right scary and I donât know how Iâm doinâ it! Mam said me Daa was a wizard and I never believed her, until now. I just always thought it was a story she told me since I never knew my daa and every little girl likes to think her Daa is powerful strong. I donât know how to make it stop.â
âThat girl is precisely why we want to talk to ye. Me son and I sensed you right when we came aboard.â
âDaaâs right lass. Power will come full strength to ye when you reach puberty if you have it in ye. Wizards always breed true, so if your daa was a wizard, and lookinâ at you I have no doubt he was. Itâs important you learn how to use what you were born with so you donât hurt yourself or others you love.â Van said and the girl nodded almost desperate.
âPlease! How do I learn?â She pleaded and Alexandre took her hand.
âIf youâll come with me child, I promise to teach you everything I know. Ask Van, Iâm not such a tyrant task master am I boy?â
âDo you really want me to answer that question truthfully daa?â Van grinned and winked at the girl who laughed.
âCheeky boy. Donât scare the girl!â
âCourse not. She looks tough enough. Itâs not easy lass, itâs powerful hard work and will take you quite a few years to learn properly, especially since youâre a lot older than most when we start learninâ. But me Daa is good, heâll make sure youâre properly safe and protected while you learn. I strongly urge you to go with him. Me mam will help you too, youâll like her and sheâll love you. My sisters are all gone with families of their own now, sheâll have fun with a new girl around for her to dote on.â Van winked and the girl was at ease.
âIâll work hard I promise! Iâll earn my keep!â
âNone of that child, no earning keeps. Just you concentrate on learninâ what I teach you. Youâll earn your own merits out in the world one day. I just expect you to use your gifts for the betterment of mankind and not for selfish pursuits. That is why I teach you and for no other reason. You give back what youâve been given, that is the will of the gods. I am just their servant as much as you are. They led me to you for a reason, I donât argue with the will of the Gods.â
That statement right there won the girl and her grandfather over without any further reservations. That was the law of their world that any good, honest man lived by. Give without thought of reward, help when you can, love your fellow man, appreciate your good fortune and share it with others who need it too.
âSMOKE TO THE WEST!â Came the bellow from up in the crowâs nest and all eyes turned west to see a cloud billowing up at the horizon.
âThatâs Candok!â The old man gasped. Van and Alexandre gave each other grave looks. Raskin had changed course and attacked the island rather than the girl to draw her home and away from them.
Both men ran to shout orders to their men. âGo get your things child, hurry.â Alexandre said and the girl raced downstairs to gather her belongings. She was back up top in just a few minutes and Nikolai swung her over to âthe Handmaidenâ followed by Alexandre.
Van and Petr were back on âthe Crimson Ladyâ in a flash and a strong east wind filled sails. They out paced the small fleet within moments, there was nothing the men on the fleet could do anyway and they wasted no time setting course to the island.
Sonja was immediately by the girlâs side. âCome on love, letâs get out of the way of the crew. You can tell me all about what my husband is doing bringing pretty young strangers onboard.â Sonja grinned, knowing perfectly well just by touching the girl âwhyâ but it would distract the child from worrying too much. She could see the smoke, sheâd have to shut herself up inside her shielded cabin until she was needed to heal anyway. Ilya was doing the same thing on board his ship, sitting in seclusion, building up stores and drinking tea like there was no tomorrow, waiting.
Sonja but her own kettle of tea on as she sat with Oksana on the low sofa.
âNow child, my name is Sonja, but you can call me Gran if youâd like, lord Iâm old enough for it now. I have grandchildren your age.â Sonja smiled, she was still a handsome and beautiful woman. A single patch of silver in her hair at her left temple the only sign of age.
âCaptain Van looks like you.â Oksana remarked and Sonja chuckled.
âAye, he does. Took me eight children to get one that looked like myself. Heâs my youngest of nine, and about to make me a Gran again he is. Got twins on the way he does.â Sonja chattered as she poured tea for them both. âYou should have seen Ilya when he realized, I thought Van was going to lose his manhood right then and there. Thatâll teach those two from messing about without thinking.â Sonja laughed again and Oksana stared at her.
âIlya is a boys name.â
âAye, aye. Itâs a long story love. Letâs just say my dear foolish son and his dear foolish spouse thought it would be a good idea to test a hair-brained theory out on themselves. On their wedding night no less. They thought that they might want children someday so they figured theyâd see if they could switch Ilyaâs aspect. Heâs a healer, and is quite balanced and is equally female and male in spirit. So my son, whom is quite a powerful little cock-brained wizard, switched Ilyaâs aspect into a female form rather than his male born one. They weâre worried that because neither of them were attracted to females in the physical sense they might not be able to have children. Needless to say, male or female, Ilya has my son well and truly wrapped around his little finger. By morning they both had a surprise waiting for them. Ilya was pregnant with twins. So thereâs no changing him back now until the little ones come. So just mind you sweetness, heâs still getting used to being in a girlâs body, but heâs not a girl. Heâs as sweet as they come, but a little touchy about his new looks.â
Oksana laughed. âIâd imagine so. Men do take pride in their bits and bobs donât they?â
âAye lassie!â Sonja cackled, loving the sharp girl. âSo when you meet Ilya, make sure you talk to him as a boy and not a girl. Itâll make him feel better.â Sonja winked and Oksana nodded grinning.
They continued gossiping together over spelled tea and Sonja was thankful the shields in the cabin also kept out noise and commotion from up on decks. The girl didnât need upset just yet and Sonja knew come nightfall there was probably going to be many tears shed.
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tbc...
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