![]() A missive for those loyal to the cause to ensure the succession of James Stuart to the throne. Reaching inside his cloak, Reid smoothed his fingers atop the leather-wrapped missive he carried in his doublet. And in Queen Anne’s Britain, misunderstandings led to ruination-not only of one man’s wealth, but to the annihilation of entire clans. ![]() A man must keep his opinions secret lest he be misunderstood. He wasn’t only an earl, he was captain of his eighteen-oar, single-masted galley, and he’d dive to his death at the bottom of the sea before he allowed one of the queen’s vessels to bully him into dropping anchor and submitting to an inspection. “They’re following us, I’ve no doubt now.” In his wake, a Royal Navy tall ship was gaining speed. ![]() He’d navigated the treacherous crossing without incident. The gale blew through the English Channel like a savage rogue, making foam gush and spray from the sea’s white-capped swells. The North Sea, off the coast of England, ![]()
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