'Wait a moment, Gin,' Cael said.
He pulled out his storage book. Thanks to its preservation enchantments that saved it from rotting in the swamp where Cael found it, it was dry even underwater. Dry and usable.
Cael opened it on a blank page and put the horned sea snake's corpse inside. Then he joined Ginevra in exploring the captain's cabin.
Time and water destroyed most furniture and made the rest unrecognizable. But what attracted Ginevra's attention clearly wasn't a part of it from the start.
'It looks like a nest,' Cael said, looking at a ball-shaped construction from seaweed and rags. 'Was this snake so aggressive because it protected its eggs?'
He wasn't feeling sad about killing it, but his father's lectures about not killing breeding animals came to mind. It wasn't good to destroy an area's population of animals, even if they were horned snakes.
Ginevra brightened. 'Let's take them! We can boil them in a pot later.'
Sand. I hate it.