It had been two hundred years, yet Queen Lenna still knew the heart of a pirate. Things had changed – for one, Rouge was openly female... as were her crew. They sailed the clouds, not the sea; it seemed more a vocation of fun, with a measure of greed, rather than the plight of the desperate.

Of course, there was always greed – she was no exception in her time. But she hadn’t the choice, either. Still, she couldn’t help but smile when Rouge’s face lit up over the reward. It’d been too long. Inside, she could feel the old Faris stirring.