Still, she had no real regrets. She smirked slightly to herself. At the very least she did have the company of a gorgeous barmaid before her eventual capture that night. That made it all worth it.

Shane turned her attention back to the redcoat who wore her hat when she heard a clang across the wooden deck of the massive man-of-war. He had dropped her custom made sword while trying to do amateur tricks with it. He was a younger lad. Probably in his early twenties as his face was clean of any stubble. This could very well be his first time on a man-of-war ship.

“You have to hold it high on the hilt to keep it balanced.” Shane commented from her spot against the mast. The young man looked to her before trying his little stunt again and this time able to catch the sword again in his hands. He smiled.

Shane grinned. She could tell he was most definitely a new sailor. Most experienced sailors would have slapped Shane right across the face for even talking to them.

“Sail ho! Sail ho!” Shane looked up to the sound of a young man yelling down from atop the crows nest. From her spot tied to the main mast though she couldn’t see a thing.

The Admiral stepped from his quarters and into the light. His tricorn hat had a thin yellow strip of silk material that ran along the edge giving him a distinct authoritative look.

The men across the huge man-of-war were perched along the bulwark and up into the shrouds trying to get a glance of what ship may be coming their way.

“What kind of ship, Private?!” The Admiral bellowed up to the sailor in the crows nest.

“Looks to be galleon! Trade if I’m not mistaken! Runnin’ down on the east side. And sir!?”

“What say you?!” The Admiral called back.

“They’re running their colours!”

Shane listened intently. Obviously the other galleon had already spotted the great man-of-war ship already. When she first heard them yell “Sail ho!” Shane had gotten excited, and even more so at hearing it’s a galleon. If they were pirates they way have a chance at taking on a man-of-war. But a trade galleon? Shane’s heart sunk just a little. They were already running their colours? No pirate would run their colours until they were closer…