"You're enjoying this way too much." Grace informed Nalon, who hung into the mast like it's was his career. "M'lady. It is bad luck having a woman on board a vessel, and you didn't even call me Captain. Are you trying to sink us?" Nalon's words floated out of his mouth in a fake posh accent which made her want him right there on the deck. "This is the last time we sail anywhere." Grace said.
