hmm, probably biting off more then I can chew here but:
St Eustatius harbor, somewhere during the 1780's
Despite my ship of the line being called Hercules and the pride of the navy of the United Provinces, I didn't feel anything like the character of the old Greek lore. Perhaps it had something to do with the little celebrational dinner we had put on last night for Jacob, the first Lieutenant. Or perhaps it was the uniform, wearing the bicorn and coat came with the rank, this much I knew, but the heat of St Eustasius, along with the lack of wind added a load of its own, which made me feel uncomfortable. But that wasn't what was on my mind. The foremost thing on my mind, was curiosity. Why did Governor Pieterszoon want to see me, not at my convenience, but at the earliest possibillity? The admirality orders I had received back in Holland had said nothing about the governor's status nor that I was to report to him upon arrival.
I still felt a little uneasy Climbing down into the whale boat, but I was beginning to feel better. By the time the boat pulled up to the dock I was sure I would be close to being sobered up.
A small escort of two Marines and a Sergeant was waiting for me at the end of the somewhat busy dock, and those escorted me to the Governor's mansion. For some odd reason I felt as if I was being watched by people who had no good intentions on their mind for me. Just before our small party entered the rather lavish looking mansion I noticed two of the servants scurrying off. Not much later I was in the office of his excellency the governor of St Eustatius, a gentleman trader by the name of Martin, who was rather absorbed by his paperwork.
I removed the bicorn and waited until he spoke " You are early, are you not, captain Sybrandz?" It was as much a statement as it was a question, and yet, there was an acerbic tone to it, as if I was an intruder. I didn't like it, at all. I found it even stranger that he hand't looked at me at all. Most officials and even the civil servants at the admiralities looked at you from time, be it rather with contempt at times, but that was another matter entirely.
" We had favorable winds, excellency." I kept my voice as neutral as possible. What was going on here?
" Yes, I suppose you had indeed. I suppose its just one of those things that can't be influenced." Inwardly I frowned.
" Your excellency?"
Then he did look up, and I noticed two things. Governor Martin still had very strong steellike eyes, eyes like you find on certain admirals as well. And in those same eyes there was note of both sadness and anger,as if I had gotten in the way of something.....