Sol screamed at me from the bridge. ‘A captain goes down with her ship!’ ‘It’s not your ship, remember?’ She paused. ‘Oh, FINE! Let’s go.’
We dived into cool water and blinked ash from our eyes. The kids lined the shore.
Sol pointed at a better ship, and they went to fetch it.
Sol and I trod water. ‘I didn’t like ruling anyway,’ she said, ‘too much like home. Where’s Oldy?’
‘Gone,’ I said – but I knew he’d return.