“Approach and kneel!”
Queen Beatrice’s ability to project imperiousness was unparalleled. Even her closest allies quaked when she was in a regal rage.
Captain Brandeis prostrated himself, awaiting Her Majesty’s pleasure.
“You are aware that our shipping is being harassed by our enemies in the Gulf of Mexico. I command you to capture those who are undertaking these illegal activities. You are hereby promoted to Commodore and I place a squadron of my finest vessels at your command.”
She sensed the pleasure he felt at being given this new authority. She stared down at him balefully.
“Do not fail me.”
