The Rescue by Nandit GurtuWill paced the deck of the Wolfwind, wondering what to do next. It was early in the morning, two days after he and his friend Evanlyn, secretly Princess Cassandra, had been captured and taken to Skandia to be sold as slaves. Their captor, Erak Starfollower, had begun to take a liking to them, or so it seemed. They were going to be taken to the capital of Skandia, Hallasholm, and from there no one knew. It was possible that they would never see each other again. "What do you think, Will?" Is there any way to escape from this ship? said the princess. She had been thinking about the same question for several days. Of course, they both knew that they would probably be crushed by the waves before they even got off the boat, but there was a tiny chance that they could escape. But until now, they hadn't found it. “I…I can’t find any.” I've been thinking about this for days, but I can't find an answer. He tried to gain a few precious seconds before the Skandians found them to think, but without success. “And what could we have here?” Two slaves hanging around without work? It was Svengal, the first man on board the ship. “I’ve already told you two, haven’t I?” Work first, laze later! » And at that moment, Will and Evanlyn got up and started doing their chores. Will didn't find them so boring anymore, now that they had been on the ship for so many days and had worked for hours. In fact, Will was good at doing household chores because he was already used to doing them at home, in the log cabin he lived in with his mentor, Halt. Memories came back to him: that of a fire that melted the cold in an instant. Other memories also came to mind. The one that came to mind most was the one of him and Evanlyn getting down to the middle of a paper… definitely mine! » » said Erak. Strymyr, however, was already upset enough with the current situation and just wanted to get off this damn ship, go home, and sell the two slaves to profit from this war. He really didn't care about Erak, because he knew he would never leave the ship alive. "Well Erak, I guess you're not part of my problem anymore." The last thing you will see is the gusts of wind from the coming storm. » Erak looked in the direction Strymyr was looking, and sure enough, the dark clouds of a storm were approaching. “We better move on now – you!” Boy! Take the loot to my ship! We don't have all day to wander around. And you! Girl, get on the boat! » And so, Strymyr disappeared, leaving Erak and his crew at the mercy of the coming storm. Silently, Erak swore that he would get Will and Evanlyn back, even if he had to die for them..