BOOK TWO: CALLIOPE AND THE ROYAL ENGINEERS

Green water washed over the window on the bridge of the Kestrel. Only the straps fastened to the harness Cal wore kept her on her feet and at the helm. The water receded as the steamship chugged up the next huge wave. At the pinnacle of the watery mountain, Cal caught a glimpse of waves crashing and tangling as far as she could see.

"Hold on," Cal spoke to the sailor strapped into position. She could barely hear herself over the ...