The Hub's counter read fourteen hours. And Lily, still lashed to the top of the mast where she had ridden out the entire storm, spoke into the Geneline with something new in her voice.
"I hear it," she said. "Far off the starboard bow. A note that isn't water."
The note was land. Fraisea confirmed it within the hour, currents bending in the deep exactly where Lily pointed, and Rudra brought the Chainbreaker around and put everything the black mast could carry into the wind.
Hope moved down the ship like warmth. It lasted until the tenth hour, when they passed the other kingdom.
