Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder
he asked, pointing to a glass-covered section of the bookshelf.
"What kind of pirate would I be if they weren't?"
The man chuckled, shaking his head. "I've heard things about this ship. I assumed it was all an exaggeration. A real pirate ship on the seas, huh? You don't exactly blend in."
"I have too much money to blend in," I said honestly, sitting down behind my desk and placing the parcel on its surface.
"It's William, by the way."
"Aye, I know who you are. One of the port master's runners, are you?"