A Swift and Savage Tide (Captain Kit Brightling, #2)

by Chloe Neill

She turned to Jin. “Perhaps the most important question, other than how you came to be here, is why everyone is wearing a cap.” “Tamlin has taken up knitting.” She looked at Tamlin. “You’ve taken up knitting.” She repeated the words as if they made no sense to her, because they made no sense to her. “My mother had shipped a bit of wool and needles. She has concerns about my domestic skills. I took them into the tops with me; I don’t have to look while I do it.” “There are just . . . so many,” Kit said. “I was nervous while you were gone.” Tamlin looked at Jin with warmth. “You made a very good captain. But you’re not really the captain.” “I understand,” Jin said kindly. Now that she was closer, she could see some of the caps slumped a bit, and others were a bit lopsided. But no sailor had taken them off, and a few looked as if they’d seen some things between their making and Kit’s return.

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