The carriage came to a stop in front of the Captain's grand home as the sun was sinking down into the ocean. Delaney looked out and down towards the shore. In the quickly dimming light, the docks with the ships moored there had masts making it look like a strange, floating forest.
The door was opened for them by one of their men while another ran ahead to announce them. The old man standing in the doorway, presumably a butler, didn't look pleased to have uninvited guests.
"Is the Captain here?" Delaney asked him as she stepped out.
"There are many Captains who reside here my Lady," he said evenly, "I'm afraid you're going to have to be more specific."
Delaney frowned, "The Captain. Is Captain Luke Black here?"
"Who is asking?"
"Our man has already told you who we are," Duncan said in annoyance, stepping forward to stand beside Delaney.
