Somewhere in the Bay of Bengal
October 1635
The deck plummeted. Anders Kiersted, captain of the Danish trading vessel Pelican, braced himself behind the helmsman. "Steady as you go, Kris."

The helmsman said nothing, just continued to fight with the rudder in the stormy seas.

Anders closed his eyes briefly in prayer, then said, "Not Ran, not Neptune, not even the Devil is going to keep me from getting this old bucket into port," he ended with a growl.

"Captain! On the bow!"

Anders opened his eyes to see a huge wave that looked higher even than the mast. He . . .

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