Man of War – Excerpt No. 270

“Not here,” Susana said. “For that, we’ll need to retire to my quarters.”

“I’m not sure—”

She grabbed his sword quicker than a hungry seagull could swallow  fish and headed towards the stairs. Confusion fogged his mind, leaving him uncertain of what to do.

“Don’t worry, Monsieur,” the Contessa said. “We can rejoin the party later.”

There was no one else. If the bartender was right, then the regulars would show up around the witching hour. That gives us plenty of  time. He gulped, and kicked off towards her. He had to admit this certainly qualified as a change of pace… I’d love to know how she moves so fast

Hungry seagull swallowing a fish whole. Setting and clothing appropriate for the 16th century Venice parlour at night.

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