Chapter 12:
Oddly, she bounded up the steps to the bridge. After wearing the constricting dress for her aunt’s services, it felt wonderful to be back in her normal clothes. Before she entered the bridge, she calmed herself down. No need to appear like she did not show the proper respect for the death.
The lights of the city lay off to the port quarter. Strange… they should be pointing right at the city. Captain Cox sat in his chair on the starboard side of the bridge, drinking tea in a glass and reading a leather-bound book.
His chair swiveled, and he said before she reached him. “Lady, after the problems in the last few ports, I thought it better to make our approach in daylight. Less likely for any trigger-happy sailors to shoot us out of the sky.”
Helena looked out over the deck sti
