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THE GRAND STORY OF THE SEEMINGLY IMPOSSIBLE ADVENTURES OF BARON BRITPOP BLASTFURNACE
Setting Sail
Baron Britpop Blastfurnace • Part 5
Setting Sail
Andelbert and I whiled away the afternoon watching the crew get the ship ready to sail. The seas were relatively calm as we finally set out. A brisk wind filled our sails nicely and carried us out to sea. We stood on deck, taking in everything as the shore faded into the distance. If every day at sea were like this, I imagine all men would yearn to be sailors. By the expression on Andelbert’s face, I assumed he felt the same.
Eventually, I broke our silence and said, “Andelbert, I have no intention of traveling as a Baron accompanied by a servant. Once we reach France, I would like you to pose as my brother.”
“Lord, I do not think I can do that.”
“Of course you can. It will be far more adventurous. And brothers do not call each other Lord. You must call me Britpop.”
“I will try.”
“Excellent. Now tell me all about yourself. Things only a brother would know.”
“There is very little to tell. My Pa was a school teacher, but he died when I was ten years of age. My Mum said he was killed in the streets for his pay…
