Chapter 27 Invitation
- Shit ! Daniel cursed within him , that drink the pirates drank tasted like horse piss than spirit . Give him a good brandy any day over that wretched brew. Gazing about, he wondered why he had bothered to get up , he had nowhere to go.
- "Blah" , he said to the room at large , not even knowing why he did it, he swung his self out of bed and picked up his shirt from the wood floor where he had left it the night before.
- Habit, probably, he was used to waking early and being active all day . Donning the rumpled linen quickly, he went to the door.