The ship sailed north for many weeks.
The cold wind blew day and night, and the sea was often rough.
At first, the prisoners still had some hope.
They believed the journey would end soon. But the days slowly turned into weeks. Then weeks turned into months.
The food on the ship was little, and the water was even less.
Many of the nobles had lived their whole lives in comfort. They had never known hunger, cold winds, or hard labor.
Their bodies could not endure the harsh journey. One by one, people began to fall sick.
Some grew too weak to stand. Others died during the night. When someone died, the guards did not show any care.
The body was simply dragged to the side of the ship and thrown into the sea.
The waves quickly swallowed them.
At first, the prisoners were shocked by this sight.
They cried, wanting to hold a proper funeral, but the guards remained unmoved.
But after some time, they became numb.
Death had become a common thing.
