"Now, look at this place."
Under the twilight of the dusk, Antonius kicks a stone with his boots on the shores of the biggest isle in the entire chain of isles of Prince.
"What do we have here? A bunch of boulders, a chain of isles that adds up to no more than a thousand inhabitants, what can we achieve here? Collecting dung of sea birds? The port here is not even big enough to house all my ships!"
"Oh, my friend stop ranting!" Abdullah said helplessly sitting on the beach. "Even if the island is as small as an ant, it is still officially the very first piece of land granted to you marking you as a noble!"
"Okay, okay, fine." Antonius paddles into the sea water flushing his boots. "Do you know where are the local inhabitants? Where is their town?"
"Actually…" Julian interrupted. "I was here before fishing a decade ago, and I just recalled that their village… Should be on the other side of the island."