The Omen from the Seas

"Hey ladies, want some fish soup?" Captain Jack poked his head into the cabin while wriggling the cigarette in his mouth. "A fortunate young man caught a huge tailless trout just now."

"Thank you." Tilly Wimbledon nodded. "We'll be over shortly."

"Fish soup again." Ashes sighed when the captain had disappeared from sight. "What's so good about this tasteless stuff?"

"You can add some salt in it if you need." Breeze chuckled. "Pepper is also fine, although it's more expensive and Mr. Jack may disapprove."

"Don't put anything, or you'll spoil the original taste of the broth and won't be able to tell the quality of the ingredients." Andrea elegantly ran a hand through her pale golden locks. "Lady Tilly, let's go to the captain's cabin."

"I just want something hot," Shavi, who was the shortest among the group, muttered, "My toes are almost freezing."