The next day, as expected, Francisco, Catalina, his servants, and the new addition from the Spanish Empire were all ready to depart.The boat Ramiro had managed to rent was ordinary—small, even, compared to his usual ship—but considering they only had to cross the Thames and head toward the sea, it was perfectly adequate. The journey was quick, far faster than the long trip from Antioquia to Cartagena. Once again, Francisco found himself learning something new.
He approached the captain, a man from Hamburg who traded between Britain and Hanover.
"So, how close are we to the port of Hanover?" Francisco asked.
The captain gave him a strange look and answered in German, "Well, sir, first we need to move into the Elbe River."
Francisco frowned. "The Elbe River? Aren't we already in the North Sea? Why would we go into a river?"
