Chapter Four
The docks were crowded with passengers, seamen, sailors and cargo moving rapidly from one place to another, making the gritty city streets difficult to traverse. Smelling of fish, salt air, body sweat and decaying food, the unsavory harbor was not the place for genteel ladies… though there was no other way for the passengers on ocean-going vessels to board their ships.
On this day the air was bright, the blue sky dotted with white clouds and refreshed by a new sun the sky had not seen in days. The streets were still muddy from the recent rain.
Jolie was at the docks with her master Demetrius as they prepared for a voyage to the islands in the Western Hemisphere where Demetrius held property. She was clothed in a modest dress of plain brown linen. The bodice was becoming bu
