Nov 6, 2014
finbrand liked for a starter
Casting her eye over the captain, Nerdanel touched the leather band at her wrist in slight nervousness, before walking along the dock to where he was stood. A long time ago, he had been her nephew. Now, the most they were now was business associates - occasionally. A man stood before him with a document that she was careful not to glance at, but she did not wait for their conversation to conclude to speak.
“My, my, captain,” she said with a smile that was neither warm nor cold. “What a small world it has become.”
