[i]This girl was almost way more trouble than she was worth…[/i] but he had to get back the Gallant, that was the point of this. Elissa’s pleads had landed nowhere in Joseph’s heart or mind, he was sure [i][i][i]she was simply shaken and hysterical[/i] from the whole ordeal[/i][/i], not surprising really he supposed - that thought in itself placated him a little. Why am I here? Well he could answer that, Joseph composed himself for his reply, “Miss…Bishop, we are holding you until such time your father arranges the return of or compensation for the ship he stole from me” he explained calmly, “my lady” he added with a forced smile, he glanced around the room, “I regret our accommodation may be lacking in all your usual feminine….amenities, but please try to make yourself comfortable” he glanced around the room - comfortable furnishings and basic hygiene facilities were provided, but it was gloomy despite the candles, there was a chest at the end of the bed and a wardrobe that was sure to contain an assortment of weather appropriate clothing. He withdrew and locked the door, passing the keys to Pete, “keep an eye on her” he instructed, before heading back up to the main deck.

The town was steadily shrinking into the horizon, the sun was beginning to break in the East. The air was calm and the ship rocked pleasantly, they were making good headway - wind and tide was on their side, for now.