Lord Frakka
Captain Fitzroy was seated behind his desk when the knock came at his cabin door. He uttered the command to enter and the Demeter's first-officer stepped through and shut the door behind himself.
There was silence for a moment and then Halldor Leifsson spoke: "Lord Frakka is now aboard and wishes to speak with you."
The sole illumination in the Captain's chamber was a brass and crystal lamp filled with whale oil that cast a circular glow over the sun darkened features of the firstmate and turned his red hair to flame. Halldor was a big Icelander a head taller than his captain and he had to stoop to enter the cabin. When so bent the flickering light danced in the man's vivid blue eyes reminding Fitzroy of the brilliant daytime sky he would never see again.
Halldor Leifsson like the rest of the crew had only been a member of the ship's compliment for the last seven years. 1897 has been a bad year for the Demeter and her captain after they had taken a comission from a Romanian nobleman seeking safe passage to London. That arrangement had not been mutually beneficial due mostly to the unexpected pursuit of that
