Judas

[Thunderer]

"You may come in, milady", the words of Admiral Hall echoed through the hollow corridor of metal as he smoothly opened the door of his quarters. They were significantly warmer than the corridor, but the air was fresher. Inside, there was a statue on each side of the door. The opposite wall was employed with holding shelves filled with books, and one could discern a harpsichord at the centre of the unfairly spacious chamber, slightly to the right. This contrast from the musty corridor indicated that this man had betrayed and been betraying his betters for more than thirty silver coins. Most of the treasure were, however, merely trophies confiscated from the burning wrecks of enemy ships, as Hall's memories of triumph, but one who thought the prior would still not be wrong.

He closed the door and locked it trice. His guest and him suddenly found themselves isolated from the rest of the world. A slight relaxation of formality could be felt in the room. "An ingenious disguise, milady. For a moment I feared that you would wear something more... Outcast, because it could make the men prone to wondering why is the old admiral bringing a young and beautiful lady in, and come to wrong conclusions. But this one is both subtle and charming indeed."

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