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The ship was pitching and tossing as Haytham and Connor were on board of the Aquila and on their way to find Church. It was already dark and Connor hadn’t seen his father for quite a while when he decided that he should go to his quarters to get some rest. He passed his father’s quarters on his way and stopped at the closed door just to lean against the wood and listening for any sounds. Nothing. ‘Probably already asleep…’ the Captain thought as he went on and after a few more steps reached his final destination, not knowing that his father wasn’t asleep nor that he wasn’t even in his room.
No, Haytham had used the time under deck to go for a stroll through the Aquila when he spotted the rum stock. It may had been his son’s ship but it was a ship after all and with it came a bunch of seamen who became thirsty after a long and hard workday on open sea. Haytham tried to imagine that also Connor allows himself a bo