“Yeah, coincidence.” She said, it was a coincidence that he’d remembered it and had it tattooed. “I guess I could go back to Italy and get another one. I just don’t know what I’d get or if I’d trust someone to see this mark. Finding someone to keep my secret will be a challenge. I guess you don’t know how to make tattoos do you? I wonder what I should get, what would you suggest?” She’d thought about getting another rose, it had been her mother’s name and was the name of her ship. She wasn’t good at thinking up designs, Joseph had made the last one.

She looked back down at the book as she fixed her shirt. “You haven’t read it?” She asked, her fingers lightly brushing the cover. “I’ll admit most of the books I’ve read have been about trade or to learn about another country and their language. I’m not familiar with the more entertaining books.” She smiled. “I look forward to reading it while you work.” Elissa wished she could help on the ship but it seemed clear he didn’t want that. She still technically was his captive. “Will I see you for noon meal or do you share it with your men?” If they’d be in France in a day or so there wasn’t much time for her to be in his company.