Peter smiled and said, “Yes, I will be a good husband.” “I know your virtue is intact and that I will see parts of you, no man has seen, but I will be gentile.” “Since your mother is not here to advise you, maybe your lady in waiting can tell you a few things.” “Rest assured, I am not an animal who wants to get you in the bed, rob you of your virtue and then discard you.” “We will take our time, make love and enjoy ourselves.” “Speaking of your lady, having been married and had two children, she might have desires.” “If she does, she should talk to the cook, he does speak some Spanish, but would never approach her but would respond if she approached him.”<br/><br/>“I have enjoyed our meal, your company and our conversation, but I am afraid that I have much work ahead of me, so I must be you Good Night.” He clicked his heels together, bowing and kissed her hand. “Good Night, my dear and don’t forget that your dressmaker comes tomorrow.” He opened the door to her cabin for her.<br/><br/>He was eager to read the dispatch again for if it was true, he was to be Commodore of the Dutch fleet in the Caribbean. Of course at the present time, his fleet was his ship and the two sloops, but it was a start. “Commodore, a wife and a Naval Base,” he thought, “and yesterday I was a Privateer.”