“Sails ahoy!" the call from the crow master resounded from the main mast four days later. Sails appeared on the horizon, coming closer with each passing hour.
Rosa-Lee was excited about the prospect of seeing another ship. Maybe she could send a word or get some help. When she ran onto the deck, the ship, named the Heerengardt was closer, and she saw the ensign of the D.E.I.C. fluttering in the soft wind. The Heerengardt was much larger in build carrying two hundred soldiers and crew, canons, merchandise and coins than the Contra O Vento, a frigate built for speed and manoeuvrability with only eighty crew members.
Roberto and his men's faces were tense as they scurried around to change the flags from pirate to her father's crest ensign.
“They want permission to come on board," the crow
