"Not really, but I should eat." Wulfsen said.

"Yeah, Xavier was right. We do need to keep our strength up."

Wulfsen nodded. "Let's see what's in the scullery."

Shawn headed for the ladder like stairs that led into the sheltered part of the ship.

Wulfsen followed Shawn, his thoughts on Sileas.

Shawn ducked into the scullery and began to pull out ingredients for sandwiches.

Wulfsen paced, reminding himself that they would find Sileas and would rescue her. She would be all right in the end.

Lek thought the sea was playing tricks with his eyes. He looked away, rubbed his eyes, then looked back. The blob that looked like land was there, and so was what looked like a ship- and the sails were not white. They looked brown or maybe they were red.

"A ship!" Lek shouted. "And an island!" Lek did not know the proper sea jargon so he shouted about the boat and island while pointing.

"What do you suppose he is yelling about now?" Shawn said, having only caught a few words. "Did Lek just call out about a ship and an island?"

"Sounds like it." Wulfsen said, going back on deck.

Lek was bouncing with excitement. "It's the boat that took Sileas and Yehudit!"

Shawn had followed Wulfsen up to deck. "I'll tell the Captain to change course again." He made his way to the wheelroom.

Wulfsen climbed up to the crow's nest, crowding Lek, to get a better view.

"It looks like the ship you described." Wulfsen hoped it was not a slave ship, otherwise getting Sileas out alive would be tricky.

Shawn reached the captain who grouchily agreed to change course for a second time in less than an hour. Shawn hurried up to Wulfsen and Lek.

Lek scrambled down from the crow's nest. "It's the same boat!" Lek told Shawn.

"You're certain?" Then they only had to wonder and worry if the girls were on board or had been dropped off on the island."

Lek nodded. "It's the same ship."

"Then let's hope they are still on board and there's no trouble."

The island was visible now. "The island... it looks like the one Ila drew." Lek said.

Shawn lightly squeezed the boy's shoulder, setting aside his anger for now.

"If it's the ship and Sileas and Yehudit are there... Maybe everything will be all right?" Lek asked hopefully.

"That would be the best possible of outcomes."

Lek looked hopeful. Maybe he had not ruined everything. Maybe he would even get to see Papa soon.

Shawn wished he could share the boy's positive outlook, but he'd seen too much, been through too much over the years.

"Maybe the sailors are good people, they took Sileas to the island to find Papa!" Lek said hopefully.