Punished by the Duke
I looked at all the moored steamships we were passing by.
The Steward probably couldn't hear me because I didn't get any answer from him. As we approached the end of the wooden pier, he stopped and looked at me with disdain.
"Have you ever heard of a luxury schooner? They are popular for their excellent speed and maneuverability. His Grace uses this for his coastal pleasure trips instead of traveling with the peasants," he said, gesturing at a ship with huge masts and sails.
I ignored his belittling attitude and looked at the ship in awe, reading the words 'Transatlantic Voyager' carved on its stern. With a deep navy blue hull, creamy white sails, and rich polished wooden deck, it was a beau
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