The day was near its finish, the sun slowly moving to the end of the horizon, coloring the sky in red and orange like it was on fire. They had gathered hours ago and it still seemed there was no chance of them finishing soon. Urian hesitated for a long time before deciding to interrupt the meeting, which was trailing for too long. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer, so he decided to go ahead and to enter.<br/>The air was still and heavy and everyone seemed tense.<br/>"I am terribly sorry to interrupt, Mistress, but I believe the matter cannot be delayed. For several hours now, a ship has been following us and gaining speed. I can't be certain, but I strongly believe it is chasing us. If it keeps the speed, it will reach us in two hours, maybe less. I didn't want to disturb you with my mere suspicions, but soon, it will be dark and if that ship is indeed following us, it may shorten the distance quickly."<br/>For a second, he stood silent and then, continued with a hint of instability in his voice.<br/>"Ahead of us, there seems to be some sort of archipelago. It's not on any other maps and if we continue our current course, we will enter directly in the hearth of it. I would advise for us to go around, but it will delay us at least for a day."