“I’m not taking the Marigold anywhere unless you’re on it,” he said, and it looked as if he hated the words. This is what he was talking about when he said we were cursed. West was willing to defy the crew if it meant he didn’t have to leave me in the Unnamed Sea. He was already paying the price for that day in Tempest Snare and that night in his cabin, when he told me he loved me. We’d both be paying as long as we lived.
