<div class="floatright">(http://static.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/739728-bigthumbnail.jpg)<strong><br/>   Ophelia Rockefeller<br/>   In the stateroom<br/>   Confronting the Captain<br/><br/></strong></div>Ophelia was shocked by how the Commandant was addressing her. She was not used to be contradicted. But there was something in his voice that made her stay mute as he explained the rules. But inside her, anger was boiling up.<br/><br/>As he finished his speech, she was on the verge of exploding, but she knew better and managed to regain her calm before she replied. However, her tone was ice-breaking.<br/><br/><strong>"Leave it to me, Eloise. I'm going to make things <em>perfectly</em> clear to that gentleman,"</strong>she began, talking to Eloise. Then she turned to the Hawke,<strong>"Listen, Captain, we are grateful for your help, and I assure you that we are not going to cause any trouble in your ship, but we are in the right to expect to be respected. I don't see why our bags should be inspected, and even less our bodies. Those are private properties. We are no terrorists. The best thing to do is leave us alone in some private quarters until some rescue ship can take us aboard. I'm sure we can come up with some agreement. And first thing: I was not allowed to collect my luggage before boarding the dingy. They are still on board MY ship. They are worth more than the annual pay of your whole crew in jewels. So, unless you want to meet the lawyers of my father, I suggest you allow us to go back recover our belonging properly. Don't forget that I am the Commanding Officer of the <em>Queen of the Carribean</em>. As such, I'm expecting to be treated as your equal."</strong><br/><br/>She had crossed her arms on her chest and was looking at the man defiantly.