Elissa’s tales were particularly extraordinary, even in a decade of Joseph’s adventures at sea and abroad, he wasn’t convinced of the entire authenticity to the crimes of which she claimed to have committed, though she did have some extensive punishment bestowed on her to prove it, [i]or some of it, at least.[/i] In any case, she really didn’t want to go to Spain, for whatever reason. Her background too seemed particularly traumatic, although it was hard to ascertain if she really did belong in Bedlam… he observed her as she took a further large swig from the bottle - not a bad thing.

[i]Help? Deal?[/i] Now Joseph wasn’t quite so prepared for such propositions, he’d been thinking along the lines of, [i]oh please show me mercy you handsome rogue![/i] …or something like that anyway. When did kidnapping a scheming merchant’s daughter to get back the Gallant turn into, well scheming [i]with[/i] the merchant’s daughter to get back the Gallant? “Deal?” Joseph almost coughed out the word.

Maybe this was something he should discuss with Rhea…