Erie's a Musician, Not a Stowaway

In ten days she will be free, she repeats to herselfhow ever much of her is left. She tells the next lock to open, feeds it the bright flicker of hope she felt when marrick unlocked her chains and escorted her off the prison ship. Eri's heart drops into her stomach. Merrick said, no messes. But what's the cleanest way to get the musician out of her hair? Erie drags a trembling hand across her forehead and tries for a pleasant, comfortable smile. Though erie has no sympathy for the sildish empire's need to control everyone and everything, it ches, she has a healthy fear of musicians. Some rules should be