"No matter if it is principles or pinewood, mortals always end up on a stake." Mariula put her kerchief on, careful not to tear it and then walked outside to get a breath of fresh air. Or as fresh as she could get at the port. "I'm fine with your wish, but I cannot promise you the Emerald Serpent. The victory is more important than your personal revenge and we will fight as efficient as possible. If leaving that ship to you does not put us in tactical disadvantage, you will have it. Otherwise..." She didn't finish the sentence, thinking that her position was clear enough.<br/>