James turned to face George who was lurking just outside the door. "I... is this normal?" he said, sounding utterly flabbergasted. "This... looks like my cabin on the Dauntless. Larger but still..."
His voice trailed off as he opened the sea chests. One held his spare uniforms and the other his civilian clothes that he knew were in his house in Port Royal. Even the exquisitely carved ivory and ebony chess set he'd bought from a Lascar sailor a few years ago was in the room and that had been in his library, not on board the ship.