Pirates Law -

That night, Silas took his lashes without a sound. The next morning, he stood at the helm, charting a course toward a fat East Indiaman reported off the Cape.

As the Sea Witch unfurled her black flags, Elara touched the parchment nailed to the mast. The ink was smeared, the edges burned. But the words remained clear: pirates law

Elara turned to the quartermaster. "The Code is clear. The captain retains command. However, the challenge was lawful." She looked at Silas. "You will not be marooned. You will receive twenty lashes for striking me. And then, if you wish, you will be restored as navigator." That night, Silas took his lashes without a sound

Flint-eyed Captain Elara Vane stood on the quarterdeck of the Sea Witch , a splintered cutlass in her hand. Below, on the blood-stained main deck, her first mate, a hulking man named Silas, knelt in chains. The ink was smeared, the edges burned

Silas sneered. "You'd never find a new navigator as good as me."

Silas’s eyes widened.