“He’ll see it as mutiny.”
“The Captain is bored beyond belief. He needs shaken up and surprised, can’t you see?”
“It is unwise,” Birdseye hesitates.
“Not so unwise,” the Captain says, rising, “not so unwise,” before falling back onto the Insatiable Princess’s deck, snoring.
“There is only one way forward,” the King-Fool says, “all we need to do is to untie the ship from the shuttle. The Captain will be grateful but for now, he can’t be seen to be taking part in it. Shove more Rum into his gob Labaguette.”
“Ay, Ay, oui, oui, oui.”
Then Birdseye decides to open his humongous wings and flaps them as if to dry them before closing them again. At the same time, small oval objects, three to be exact, fall onto the ship’s deck.
“I’ll be damned!” Labaguette exclaims as he lands beside them, “you stole them?”
“I steal not,” Birdseye says, “these are not my doing.”
“But you brought them?”
“I did not. I saw them. That is all I did.”
“King-Fool, you are full of surprises. That is a marvellous idea!”
“I would like to take credit for it but, feathery friend, but I’ve no pockets to hold them and not my hat nor my mouth are large enough to contain them.”
Labaguette stares at the Captain who has plunged into the deepest slumber. The King-Fool may be a bit of a magician and a trickster, but he is incapable of such miracle. Still, there are no miracles Labaguette then thinks, only mysterious circumstances and large creature birds who work in mysterious ways. Birdseye has his reasons, his ways and that is all he reasons.
To be continued…