The Dragon Round by Stephen S. Power Read Free Book Online

more.”
    Jeryon says, “We’ll spell them with sailors.”
    â€œThe guild would object,” Tuse says, “and the brothers.”
    â€œThen they can keep their seats,” Jeryon says. “And if they can’t pull, I’ll object to the guild. But we’ll be underway in half an hour.”
    â€œHalf an hour!” Tuse says.
    â€œWe have a schedule,” Jeryon says.
    Solet, who is overseeing the removal of the yard, overhears. As do several sailors watching the school of hammerheads return to attack the dragon. Its hide is tough, and they haven’t been able to do much damage, but each bite feels like a full purse gone and they still hope Jeryon will let them take it. That its wings have kept it afloat and the waves have kept it near the galley encourages them.
    Jeryon considers addressing the crew on the matter and decidesagainst it. Instead he bets himself that Solet will run to Livion as soon as the yard clears the deck. He’ll give Solet this: the second mate knows how to complain up the chain of command. And he’s smart enough not to harpoon someone in front of the crew. Fortunately, Livion is weak, but not feebleminded. He thinks like Jeryon. Livion will push Solet off, maybe relieve him. A good test of his quality.
    Jeryon doesn’t know which galls him more: that he’s lost four hours from his schedule or that he needs Solet so he doesn’t lose any more.
    Then again, maybe he doesn’t need Solet that much. He can’t get the image of the harpoon pointed at his head out of his mind. A different employment for Solet occurs to him.
    Solet feels Jeryon’s eyes on him. He knows , he thinks. He has to know what Livion and I have been talking about. But he can’t do anything until we get to port .
    On the stern deck he tells Livion, “He’s not going to render the dragon.” From up here he can see just how many sharks are roiling the water and banging against the hull. “That’d pay for all this damage ten times over. A hundred times.”
    â€œWe have to get back to Hanosh,” Livion says. “Shall I relieve you of your post? Your insolence—”
    â€œMy insolence?” Solet says. “You’re the one who left the captain to die.”
    Livion struggles to keep his jaw from dropping. “You said—”
    â€œHere’s how it will sound to the Trust at the inquiry. First, you took the ship into danger against orders, then you saw a way to confirm your new command. Who else would get the Comber but the man who brought her valuable cargo in after the ship was damaged and the captain died?”
    â€œI’ll tell you what will go in my report,” Livion says. “How you tried to undermine the captain—”
    â€œThe captain who disobeyed the Trust’s clear rules?” Solet says. “Who attacked the dragon, who left his post to save a couple of sailors , and who risked its cargo? That’s the definition of unfit.”
    â€œThey’ll understand,” Livion says. “The city will understand.”
    Solet laughs. “You’re as foolish as him, trusting up. That attitude will ruin you. We’ll all be heroes whenever we get in, however many die in the meantime, but to let a fortune slide off the rail into the sea: the Trust won’t consider that heroic. Poor judgment , they’ll say. Hardly command material , they’ll say. What would your woman’s father think?”
    Livion says through grinding teeth, “Your sailors are waiting for you to remove the mast.”
    â€œTristaban will think you threw her away along with your career.”
    Jeryon mounts the stern deck. Behind him are two sailors. He says, “This conference has gone on long enough. Solet, the rowers are exhausted. If we’re going to get in as soon as possible, the sailors will have to take a turn at the oars. As a good example, you will lead them.”
    Solet