"I had Gandos, before his untimely demise, send a note to the ship saying we were a newly married couple on their honeymoon.  The ship only has a crew of 7 right now, so we practically have the ship to ourselves.  Once they drop us off, the crew of 40 more men, and a load of goods and Id imagine a few slaves will board.  We should be thankful we are not on that journey.  Let's drop off our stuff, and head to the deck.  There is something I would like you to see."  I help you unpack our things, and suggest we change clothes.<br/><br/>I open the chest, and pull out a new tunic and linen pants.  Putting them on I feel like a new man.  I strap a pair of hempen sandals on, and look the part of a island trader.  "How do I look?"  I smile at you, as you are slipping into a semi sheer, flowing gown.  The humidity and temperature are high, and Frederick picked our clothes accordingly.  "I am ready when you are."