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Alexandria looked up at the starry night never before had she seen the stars that looked so beautiful. Being in the middle of the ocean made it almost impossible for the sky to be blocked by trees or buildings. No, nothing but the sea and the sky. Alexia hadn't felt so free or small all at once, its been a week since Carver was crushed to death. Weeks since her family had talked to her while being stuck on this ship. Only now she had Aveline, but with the loss of her husband it was hard to get more than three words out of her.She huffed softly, brushing her hair out of her eyes. Kirkwall would bring better places, it had to. "Hey pretty lady whatcha doing out here all alone," a sailor came up to Alexia with a bottle in hand. A drunk sailor, how cliche. She shook her head chuckling slightly, "you're drunk buddy go to bed before you fall over board," she said not even giving him a second glance.
"Hey, I'm talking to you!" He yelled. Great so he was one of those drunks. She let her hair fall covering her face, this is not what she needed. Or maybe it was...she hadn't blown off steam since they docked this boat. She felt a hand on her shoulder, but before she could make a move to hit the man he was gone. Alexia turned around and saw the man laying down on the deck knocked out. A smaller man was standing over him with a cloak over his head.
A strong gust hit agaisnt Alexia, she tried braced herself against the ship. Alexia's great sword though threw her off balance and she poorly miscalculated her hand when it hit nothing but air. The deck floor never came to smack into her ass and her head never caressed the railing.
Instead she felt warmth spread through her body, a strong hand place on her back. "You should be more careful," a harsh tone said to her. His hood had been swept away from his face by another gust of wind, she could see his bright green eyes clearly and his long white hair. He didn't look old enough to have white hair so it was odd, but seeing the pure white markings across his chin made Alexia wonder. "And you should get a hair cut," she said softly while she reached out to touch his face. She didn't know why she did that but she did and for a small second he let her before he dropped her onto the ship's deck. He quickly walked away toward the under belly as she called out to him. "You really should get it cut or else it'll get in the way of that giant sword." He paused for a moment before leaving Alexia out in the night cold and alone.