Captain Emerens watched her, tight-lipped, and began nodding slightly. Emile looked expectantly at him.<br/><br/>"Well?" He asked finally.<br/><br/>"I think she's looney." Christoffel replied. Emile braced himself to argue, but the old captain went on, "Which is fortunate for us, because the only way a noblewoman would come aboard this blighted ship is if she's got a few screws loose. Ye've got yourself a deal lass. Emile here'll teach you."<br/><br/>"Me?" Emile argued. "I'm busy. Can't Allegra do it?"<br/><br/>"Allegra is going to go round up the crew. Those who are still in town, anyhow." The old man got up and pat him on the shoulder on his way out. "You brought her in here; you babysit her. Get to it." He nodded politely to Adelaide as he left the cabin. Emile sighed in defeat and shrugged.<br/><br/>"All right, I guess that settles that." He said. "So here it is. Before we shove off tomorrow, we need to send a letter to your family naming our terms and demands. Then we'll set sail and hide out on the open ocean. After a few days, we'll send a small boat with some of our men to negotiate, and if that goes south, then... We flee."