It seemed like it was all a dream. There was no fleet to break him out. 7000 was an absurd number anyway. Why would the Turks and the Venetians work together anyway. He was still in his house. He didn't even go to Aragon. Cornelis walked into the room. He said: "Did you have a nightmare, uncle?" Johannes replied: "Yes... It was absolutely terrible" Cornelis was called downstairs. Downstairs was his mother; she was crying. She just got news that Michiel got brutally murdered by a group of angry Sardinians in his cell. She asked if Johannes could come downstairs. When Johannes got downstairs Jolandha(The mother) said: "Can you please go to Sardinia and take revenge" Johannes replied: "No, I have a bad feeling about this. I am not going to that damned place. A man walked into the room. He said: Hey scum, you are going to the capital. It was a dream. He was just in cell, and he was going to Valencia for his trial. The 7000 ships, were in reality 72. His ships and 20 Turkish and Castillian mercenary ships. He was being transported to the capital with his old flagship. What a humiliation. They saw ships on the horizon, right before Valencia. At the same time ships came from behind. It was a trap. The ships started to fire. Within Minutes the ships around him sank. But they didn't shoot at his flagship. They let it pass, into the harbor of Valencia. They probably thought that he was in control of the ship.
An hour later they arrived in Valencia. His trial was soon. He had done nothing, but he was arrested. He wanted to know for exactly what he was being arrested...
((I actually wanted you guys to think that it was nonsense, it was all part of the story))