Twelve months had passed since Niccoli sailed from Zeeland aboard Sussex. Lisbeth, six months pregnant had stood on this same jetty, her pain and distress absolute.
Ships returned with tales of wild untamed oceans, giant monsters and pirates. Then, three months ago, a message…Sussex had floundered off the African coast…the survivors taken prisoner by the Sultan of Zanzibar.
Lisbeth felt anguish and loss but her dreams told a different story
…Niccoli alive, chained in a dungeon.
…Niccoli swimming, sharks lurking.
…Niccoli sailing across the ocean.
‘Lisbeth.’ A cry rang out.
She waved frantically.
Her dreams never lied.