“Silver Adventures”- Captain Joshua Slane –05AU19 – ‘I'll not hang a wounded man!’

⛵ ⛵ ⛵ ⛵...(Toor ay ???)...

[Last time...]

The Prince turned back to Nabil…”And if I do not agree? What then?”
“Then I will order my men to kill you all, l and burn the palace of Praslin to the ground!”

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[In the palace of Prince Francois, Praslin Island...]

“Surely you cannot be serious?!” Prince Francois protested in anger.
“Very serious my friend.” Commander Nabil replied as he dropped his right hand down to his sword hilt.
“Twenty-five percent of all our wealth?! Paid when?!”
“I will sail to all of the islands of Seychelles each month. You will pay your tribute every visit.” Nabil replied as he eyed Princess Chaima with a lustful eye.

Francois glanced at Radwan. His eyes were full of shame and anger…

“Is this how we are live Radwan?! Under the thumb of tyrants and thieves?!”

Radwan said nothing. With his Kingdom gone, he had nothing left and nothing he could say to console the pain. Francois turned back to Nabil…

“When will the first payment be due?! I need to prepare…”
“I will take the first installment now!” Nabil said as he quickly reached out and grabbed Princess Chaima by the hair and dragged her to his side!

”Auuuugh! Francois!” She screamed as she struggled.

Prince Francois stepped forward, his fist in the air, “What is the meaning of this?!!”

Two of Nabil’s largest warriors then quickly unsheathed their swords and held the sharp points to his neck!

“I like the look of this woman, and I am sure King Husam will too. She will serve nicely as your first payment!”
“No! No please! Do not take my wife, she is half of my heart and my Kingdom!” Francois yelled in an emotional plea.

“As I said, she will serve nicely as your first installment!” Nabil said cruelly as he nodded to his men who all held their weapons high.

“This is a sinful injustice! You cannot do this!”

“Francois! Help me!” Chaima screamed as Nabil pulled her backward by the hair and motioned to his men that it was time to leave.
“No! Please!” Francois protested, tears now welling up in his eyes.

The Commander and his warriors quickly withdrew from the platform and headed down the stairs…

“Francois! Francois! Help me...!” Chaima called out in vain as the men hustled her away down the stairwell.

“My God…I have lost all! I have…lost all!” Francois exclaimed in a tortured voice as he fell to his knees and covered his face.

[On the Silverton…many miles east of Aden…]

The Jinn lay on the main deck in a broken huddle. Suffering from his wounds and his wounded ego, he gazed up at the Captain and then spat on the wood planks before him…

“Weel, weel! Whit dae we hae haur? Is it a fearless Laird ur a woonded rat?!" The Captain said as he pushed his waist coat back and put his hands on his hips.

"لعنة لك ، أنت الكافر الاسكتلندي! أنت لم تهزمني! سأحصل على الانتقام منكم!" The Jinn spewed out in anger.

Commander Galligan stood behind the Jinn, along with Warrant Officers Ickied and Urie…

“Whit th’ devil is he sayin'?! Git Seaman Asif up haur noo!"
“Aye Sairrr.” Commander Galligan said as he nodded to Boy Ill-lumbergh, who ran off down the galley stairs.

In a moment, seaman Asif stood between the Jinn and the Captain. As he looked down at the once fearsome ruler, a satisfied expression filled his face.

The Jinn was furious, spewing out insults and curses upon him, calling him a traitor and a wolf in sheep’s clothing!

"إذن ، لقد حصلت أخيرًا على ما تستحقه" Asif said cooly.

The Jinn ignored his words and once again repeated his initial statement to the Captain and showed his teeth in defiance!

“What's he sayin' cheil?!" The Captain demanded.
“He says… ‘Curse you, you Scottish infidel! You have not defeated me! I will yet get my vengeance on you!"
“Haw! Haw! Haw!” The Captain bellowed as he looked down at the once proud Jinn, “If Ahh huvnae defeated ye, 'en mebbe ye dornt ken whit defeat looks like! Tak' heem doon tae Surgeon Hack...Ahh'll nae hang a woonded cheil!"

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"It's th' crew's duty an' honur, tae choose uir next toor destination an' such! Sae whit needs tae be dain is tae gezz me some replies wi' suggestions. When we git fower ur fife guid ones, we'll hav us a vote. Th' one wi' th' most crew votes will be uir next Toor an' sae forth! It's an excitin' process an' Ahh'm alwas' impressed wi' th' ideas yoo fowk throws intae th' ring!

Toor suggestions sae far:

1. Doha of Qatar

An' remembers mates, there's nae place in th' whole wide warld 'att we cannae gang! Ahh've sailed th' seven seas an' beyond, an' Ahh'm nae plannin' oan changin' onie time suin!" 😃- Keptin

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🗝 Sassenach Vocabulary fur 'lain lovers':

afair (before), Ahh (I), aiblins (perhaps), anyain (anyone), arse (butt), 'att (that), aw (all), ay (of),
bark (news), barnie (fight), baur (bare), bevvy (drink), boss (empty), brine (ocean),
caller (fresh), cannie (careful), ceilidh (party), cheil (man), clootie (cloth), crease (ass), cutie (short, quick, small)
dae (do), donner (walk), dunnae (do not), dug (dog),
een (eyes), enaw (enough),
gang (go), gart (made), gezz (give), gin (gun), glaikit (stupid), gob (mouth), greit (cry), guttin (hungry)
haur (here), heem (him), hen (girl)
jeekit (jacket)
kent (knew), kinn (know)
law (low)
mah (my), mair (more), min' (mind), mingin (filthy), mirk (dark), moggie (cat),
nae (no),
onie (any), oot (out), ootwith (outside)
poke (bag), pure (really),
quine (lady),
radge (mad, dangerous),
Sassenach (Highland English), scran (food), shair (shore), spick (speak), strang (strong), stoaner (hard, tough), swatch (look)
thes (this), toon (town), tossel (private part)
ur (are, or),
wa' (why), wabbit (tired), waesucks (horror, pity, or sorrow), wee jimmy (young boy), whieest (quiet), wooldnae (wouldn't),
yak (eye)

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"Confused? Ascared? Seasick? Need a private chat with the Captain?" - joshua.slane@aol.com

References

Pictures from: www.freeimages.com, www.pexels.com, pixabay.com, steemit.com an’ www.google.com/maps. Data loosely interpretted froms: www.wikipedia.org an' sometimes finely crafted reit from th' author's extensiff personal experience an' such.

P.S.- Mickied has claimed his silvers contest prize! Braw job mate! -Keptin