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On the Black Beauty, Bette’s cabin was lavish even by royal standards. A large, luxurious bed sat in the middle of the room, covered with soft pillows and plush blankets. There was great airflow, open portholes keeping the cabin from becoming stale.
A four-legged steel tub sat behind a screen in the corner, an unbelievable extravagance on a ship. The room itself was impeccably clean, with books lining a wall of shelves and a drawing table with nautical charts and a telescope. All the wood was a dark oak color, with red pillows and wall hangings to accentuate, giving it a relaxed, rich look.
A well stocked bar sat in one corner, bottles of wine, rum and dark brandy contained where they couldn’t fall. The room spoke of culture with its books and maps and scrolls, it spoke of comfort, making Tina want to curl up under the covers and wile the day away reading or napping or whispering with someone special while the boat rocked and sailed beneath them.
For some reason, the opulence amused Lady Christina. She contained her laugh but grinned nonetheless, the very luxury confirmed something she had begun to suspect about the dashing Captain – Bette Porter was spoiled. She got what she wanted. But she was also just like any other woman underneath all her bravado, she wanted to feel good, escape from the male world outside her door and be feminine… and have a soft pillow to lay her head on at bedtime, blankets to ward away the chill.
Bette dropped in a chair, kicking her boots off and scowling at her hand, making a fist which caused blood to leak from it’s cuff. She was quiet, letting Lady Christina handle what was needed next. Shane came in, the ships anchoring for the night while the crew took a break after the chase to track Candace. Bette nodded, trusting Shane implicitly.
Shane went to stand by Lady Christina as she rummaged in her bags to see what she needed. Christina smiled at her, talking as she looked through her supplies.
“Let’s see… clean bandages boiled in vinegar, dry cloths, and that tub filled with hot water. Very hot water. Also, a splint, if the ship’s doctor has one.”