It was all over. His life was completely over. Signless was gone. His sister and mother were too. Scattered to the four corners like dangerous artifacts without power. He missed them all, but it was over now. His life was ending. And he was alright with that. Sold for cheap by a trader who knew not his worth, to a large, regal, elegant high blood. Who was the first mate of the most infamous ship in the sea home to a far more terrifying high blood. One he was now a gift for. Oh great. He would make one shitty gift. TW: everything.