Lafitte couldn’t help but laugh at the awkwardness of the guard. “Uh, right,” he said, placing his papers back into his inner jacket pocket. “Thanks,” he finished as the guard gave his directions, turning back towards his boat and his crew.
“Well, I suppose the royal dock isn’t used to pirates, or they’d check everyone’s papers,” he said as he turned to his crew. “Anyway, I have business to attend to. Mr. Ogges, the ship is yours until I return,” Lafitte said, and with that he took his leave with a bow, rolled himself a cigarette and struck a match to light.
Sesus was an interesting place, its cobblestone streets accompanied at seemingly every intersection by waterways and boats. As well, everyone seemed to be wearing a mask of some kind, causing Lafitte to stand out that much more. They reminded him slightly of the masks that were popular around the annual Mardi Gras festival in his own home city, all bright colours and of a particular style that had much in common with it.
He briefly wondered as he turned the corner indicated by the guard at the dock whether it was Mardi Gras season back home right now. It would certainly indicate some sense of humour among the fates, he thought as he put out the cigarette he’d been smoking. The building housing the Embassy was a little more plain, to his mind, than the buildings he’d encountered to get to it. Of course the white marble exterior certainly spoke to prosperity. He felt he would’ve gone a different route than the gothic (to his mind) architecture of its construction.
No matter, he thought. He was here to see the Prince, and he entered the small throng of people milling about their business in the Embassy. However, where Lafitte had figured Peino would be in some official office conducting business with nobles, he instead found him beneath an archway at the main entrance talking to someone. He couldn’t tell if the person was important or not, but thus far it seemed caution was to be heeded.
“I was directed to your service, good sirs,” he said, bowing. “My Prince has already made my acquaintance, I am Captain Jean Lafitte III,” he finished, bowing once again to the stranger in particular.