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Chapter 23

Beauty, grace, elegance, and poise. Delicate yet strong, pompous yet charming. Traits learned and perfected, a mask of humanity over a blank soul. It made Emmett’s heart weep to wonder how he’d ever thought that he could be part of it. He wanted his ship and his people, his ledgers and his books. He would take cold wind and hard benches over the ache in his soul any day.

Andrewe smiled and his expression lit the guests as though a torch was being set to flame. He held up his wine. “I know it is expected that I will stand and tell you all of the greatness of England and the power of our people, that I will assure you all of our strength and steadfast hold. But rather than repeat my father’s words, eloquent as they were, I choose instead to offer you a piece of me.