The last two books I've read had a young girl kidnapped and held hostage and a curse being leveled on the main character. It's good to come back to something a tad more prosaic and staid, something like that which I read from Clavell's Tai-Pan.
Dirk Struan came up onto the quarterdeck of the flagship H.M.S. Vengeance, and strode for the gangway. The 74-gun ship of the line was anchored half a mile off the island. Surrounding her were the rest of the fleet’s warships, the troopships of the expeditionary force, and the merchantmen and opium clippers of the China traders. It was dawn—a drab, chill Tuesday—January 26th, 1841.
Clavell, James - Tai-Pan
Yep, that's enough to make me want to read on.
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