Trust in Love

The ship Dracorex sailed through the water under a bright, warm sun. There was nothing on the horizon but water and sky. The strong winds filled the ship's fin shaped sails. Serenity was at the helm, steering the ship. Chris was down below maintaining the ship's cannons. Serenity watched him, smiling. Things had been very quiet for them, Edelweiss was far away in the village of Huttsgalore with her new friends. Serenity let go of the helm.

"Stay on course," she ordered the ship. The ship obeyed and the helm turned on its own. Serenity walked down the stairs to the main deck where Chris was working. She knelt next to him.

"Hi," Chris said warmly, glancing up from his task.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Serenity asked.

"No, just working with a highly dangerous cannon, nothing too risky," Chris joked. Serenity wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "You want me to show you how to fire a cannon?"

"No, you know I'm useless with weapons," Serenity said. She let go of him and got to her feet. Chris stood up as well.

"Would it really kill you to use a weapon?" He asked. Serenity looked at him questioningly. "Sorry that's a dumb question." Serenity heaved a huge sigh. Chris walked close to her and pulled her into his arms. "I know I keep asking about that, but I really want to see how well you do with a sword. Who knows, you might like it." Chris let go so he could look her in the eye. She didn't say anything for a minuet.

"I don't know," she said uneasily. "It's not who I am." Chris stepped back and drew one of his swords.

"All I ask is one try," he said, holding the sword out to her. Serenity looked at it, hesitantly. "I won't ever ask again, and no one but us will know about it." Serenity reached her hand out towards the sword's hilt. She closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. Then she picked up the sword, her hand trembled. The sword wasn't very heavy, but it felt so foreign to her. She grasped it in her hand. Chris beamed and drew his other sword.

"You sure about this?" Serenity asked, nervously.

"I'm very sure," said Chris. "Now come on, give it a swing." Serenity grasped the sword firmly in both hands. She swung the sword at Chris, who blocked it with his sword. "Very good." He praised. They both lowered their swords. "Now lets see if you can block." Serenity held her sword at the ready. Chris swung his sword at her. Serenity's hands seemed to act of their own accord and lifted the sword to block the other one. Chris looked so proud.

"Can we be done now?" Serenity asked, lowering her sword.

"We just started," Chris said. "Come at me faster, give me all you've got." Serenity charged at him and swung the sword putting her shoulders into it. Chris managed to block just in the nick of time, but the blade of the opposing sword nicked his hand. Chris hissed in pain and lowered his sword. His hand was bleeding heavily.

"Oh my gosh," Serenity gasped, her eyes filling up with tears. "What have I done?" She dropped the sword, looking terrified. Chris looked up at her, she looked like she was about to fall over. He quickly moved to catch her.

"It's okay Serenity," he said soothingly. "It's not that bad, I'm not angry at you." Serenity leaned into him.

"I've never harmed anyone, not even by accident," she said sadly. "I'm a healer, I heal wounds not create them."

"Please don't be upset," Chris said. "How about we go inside." Serenity relaxed at last.

"All right," she said. They went into the cabin at the back of the deck. Inside was a large bed made out of an old rowboat, and a large closet set into the wall. Behind the closet doors was the enchanted passage to their house on Draconia. By now the sunny day had darkened and storm clouds were moving in. The boat rocked over the choppy water.

"Storm's coming," Serenity said.

"Yes, I'm looking forward to sleeping through it," said Chris with a chuckle.

"Me too," said Serenity. She turned and closed the cabin doors. The ship steered itself through the rough storm. It rose up and over each wave carefully. The storm raged all night.

By the time it was over the next day dawned. Chris and Serenity woke up to sunlight coming through the windows. Serenity stretched her legs out under the sheets. She looked up at Chris.

"I wonder what Edel's doing this morning," she wondered out loud.

"Ooh, could be a wide variety of things," Chris said. He kissed her forehead. "How about some breakfast?"

"Coming right up," Serenity said. She got out of bed and started to dress.

"Hang on a minuet," Chris said. "I can breakfast too you know, you don't have to keep cooking for me. I've had to feed myself for ten years." He got out of bed as well. Serenity looked at him doubtfully. But then shrugged.

"All right if you're up to the challenge," she said. She got close to him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

"After all it's a husbands job to provide and support his wife," Chris said.

"Mmmm, we're supposed to support each other," Serenity pointed out. "A dragon can't fly with one wing."

"Yeah that's true," Chris agreed. "I'll get started." He dressed and headed outside. Serenity soon followed suit.

Outside the sea was calm again. Dracorex was now sailing passed a few sea stacks. Serenity scanned the horizon with her binoculars. She saw a few sea birds, but little else. She sat on the ship's bow, her eyes fixed on the ocean. The ship was sailing very fast through the water. Serenity heard Chris approaching. He was carrying two bowls of soup.

"Wow, thank you," said Serenity. She accepted one of the bowls. She sipped it. "It's good."

"I'm glad you like it," Chris said, sipping from his won bowl.

"How's your hand?" Serenity asked.

"It's fine," Chris said. "It was only a shallow scratch." He showed her the band aid on his hand. Serenity relaxed. "You didn't kill me."

"That's good," she said. She drank more soup. Chris looked out at the ocean.

"Anything worth checking out?" He asked.

"No," Serenity said. "But I'm sure we'll find something eventually." She drank the last of her soup. She put the bowl on the deck. Just then Chris stood up in alert.

"Can I use those?" He pointed at the binoculars. Serenity handed them to him. He looked through them at the something in the distance. "There's something floating out there. Look." He handed the binoculars back and Serenity looked through them. She spotted a small raft bobbing on the water. It was slowly falling apart. There was a man, laying unconscious on the raft. Serenity lowered the binoculars and headed up to the helm deck. She steered the ship towards the raft. She ordered the ship to slow down as they got closer. The ship obeyed and came to a stop near the raft. Serenity and Chris lowered a rowboat into the water, and rowed up beside the raft.

The man laying on it seemed to be about twenty years old. He had a blond undercut hairstyle and a pointed beard. He wore a long sleeved shirt underneath a brown tunic, secured by a red sash and a brown belt, that had mini bags attach to it. He had dark brown boots and gloves that had fur on them. On his left shoulder had a triple layer shoulder-to-arm plate and a bracer on his arm. There was a sword strapped to his back.

Serenity checked his pulse.

"He's alive," she said. "He's probably dehydrated. We should get him back to the ship." Chris hesitated.

"But we should be careful," he said. "We don't have our dragons out here to protect us at the moment."

"Right," Serenity agreed. She and Chris pulled the man carefully onto the rowboat. Chris rowed the boat back to the ship. Then the two of them hauled the boat up onto the deck. Once it was secure, Chris and Serenity carried the man down to the deck below. A large hammock hung between two beams. The man was placed on the hammock and Serenity put a blanket over him. She examined him, while Chris watched wearily. Serenity noticed.

"Relax Chris, he's still uncurious," she said. "He can't do anything yet."

"I know," Chris said. He relaxed a bit. Serenity went over to him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Chris sighed and hugged her back.

"I'm weary of him too," Serenity said. "But I'm sure we'll be okay."

"You don't sound very sure," Chris observed.

"I'm not," Serenity admitted. "Let go back up and get the ship moving again. He'll probably be out for a while."

"Does he have any injuries?" Chris asked, as they headed back up.

"No, he seems perfectly fine," Serenity said. "I'll check on him later." She made her way up to the helm deck. The ship started moving again. Chris went back to maintaining the cannons.