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“Do you have a pirate fetish or something?” I blurted, eyeing the coins and gold with confusion. “What?” he asked, his scowl somehow defying the laws of physics and finding a way to deepen. “Well, you’re half naked in a bed full of coins so either you’re doing something with them or putting them somewhere...inaccessible while fully dressed or I missed the memo about your enrolment in Captain Silver’s new fleet.” A beat of silence passed as his gaze dragged over me. “You really don’t know anything do you?” he asked. “This is how my kind regenerate our power; from gold.” “Oh.” I frowned at the coins again as I processed that. “So, are you Order of pirate then? Do you transform into a one-legged man with an eyepatch, a hankering for rum and a pet parrot?” — Caroline Peckham