He's a pirate, and she's a queen, and you might think there's not a lot of common ground there.

And maybe you'd be right and maybe you wouldn't, but there's something sad in Lucy's eyes when she looks out at the lake.

She grew up at least once with salt water outside her door, and there's something about fresh that never will suffice.

"Oh, to Barbados and Japan and China, I'm certain," she says vaguely. "Perhaps if we sailed far enough we'd have reached Galma and the Seven Isles and maybe even the end of the world again."