Its hull gleamed beneath the sole light hanging from the tall mast above. The ropes stretched upward in elegant lines, and she marvelled at the might of the ship.
When she turned toward Mr Brand, she discovered he was watching her with quiet satisfaction. His right eye blinked lonely. She blushed and quickly looked away.
"What are your thoughts?" Mr Brand asked, walking behind her.
"She is beautiful," Madelyn said softly. "Whose ship is it?"
His smile deepened slightly. "She is new."
"She is yours?" Madelyn asked, very surprised. She already knew Mr Brand to be a man of considerable wealth, and a great title, but to own a plethora of ships was incredibly grand.
Amusement brightened his face further. The corner of his mouth lifted and she frowned faintly. Did her question, and surprise, amuse him?
"I received the confirmation this morning and could hardly wait," he said, glancing at the vessel, beaming with pride. "She has been waiting for this day for years now."
"What day?"
