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The Commodore is in Milliways again. It's been a while. Come say hi.

He nods.

"My brothers stand to inherit the titles, in time. I will get a little money, but unless one of my brothers should die before me, that is all. Except automatic officer status in the navy."

*Alanna meets his eye.* But you've earned your own accolades, Commodore. You did not need to rely on anyone else. That is honorable, and no one can take that away from you. *She nods firmly.*

He smiles.

"Indeed, I like to think so. Thank you."

You are welcome. Are you still in touch with your family?

"We exchange letters. England is a long way from my present home, however."

I understand. *She smiles encouragingly.* I'm sure they would enjoy visiting your present home, however. It's beautiful.

He smiles back.

"Perhaps. Something to bring up in my next letter."

You should. I certainly loved my visit and hope to make another. *She grins.* Perhaps you should get married. That would inspire a visit, I'm sure.

He stills for a moment, then forces the smile again.

"No doubt I will, eventually."

*Alanna finally recalls one of their prior conversations and straightens.* I'm sorry, Commodore. I forgot. *She nods.* You will, I've great faith.

"If the matrons of Port Royal have their way, certainly."

Hmmmm. *Alanna nods her head sympathetically.* That sounds a bit like some of the elder court ladies I've met. Particularly when I was disguised as "Alan."

"They tried to marry you to their unwed daughters, too?" He smirks. "I wish I could have seen their faces when you revealed yourself."

Something along those lines. *She giggles.* Oh, Commodore. Your choice of words is remarkably accurate, except it wasn't me doing the revealing. And on that note... *She laughs again and bows.* I must be going. It was good to see you. Take care, and enjoy your delightful Caribbean. *Winking, she races off.*

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