Chapter 1230 Return And See

• "So what do you people use for payment out here?" Aiden asked, momentarily thrown by Osmund's remark. His brows knit as the spray from the prow cooled on his cheeks, the question lingering between them like sea-fog.
• In answer, Osmund slid a calloused hand inside his weather-stained jacket, fished out several milky pearls the size of robin eggs, and placed them in the waiting palm of the boatman. The gems caught what little sun there was, flaring with moonlit sheen even at midday.
• The boatman chuckled, his teeth yellow against wind-burned skin. "Brothers of the Azure Ocean Gang never haggle—straight to the point, just the way I like it."