บท 225: Where To Go From Here

Ian was in the middle of a large bed covered in ornate red blankets.  A fire was burning in the fireplace and the light from the flames sent shadows dancing across his features.  Delaney hesitated in the doorway, a hand flying up to cover her mouth when she saw him.

      Ian wasn't wearing a shirt leaving his shoulders exposed.  His normally suntanned skin was pale and tinted grey from losing so much blood.  When he saw them he tried to rush to push himself up but hissed and pressed a hand to his abdomen.

      "No don't get up," Delaney said quickly and Vincent helped her to the bed where she sat lightly on the side near the pirate.

      Looking embarrassed, Ian scrambled to pull the blankets up and continued to push himself even though it was clear it hurt him.  At last, he was sitting upright and seemed relieved by that but still uncomfortable, both from his wound and the situation.  Vincent crossed his arms and leaned against one of the bedposts.