Enrico and Pierre left them alone and a silence fell between them. Rosa-Lee, still shaky of hunger, sat down in the Captain's chair, not realizing that such a thing was never done.
The past few days' experience had left her numb. The moment she stepped on that ship she knew she was wrong and even deserved the whipping, yet she was thankful that they did not follow through with it.
Her father had told her on many occasions that the life of a sailor was very hard, and the Captain's discipline was important to run a ship sufficiently. Whether it was a D.E.I.C. or pirate ship, discipline was the only thing a captain had to keep the men in check, upholding his law always.
Finally, she spoke, “I am sorry for the delay that I caused." She looked down at her hands in her lap.
Roberto walked cl
