My Storm And My Silence:East India Empire #1

Linton's Household

ENJOY!! This update thank you for reading!!!! Even though this is Dagliesh's POV book. I pray that this story has satisfied your mines of who Dagliesh is or what it would be like to read his mind.

Also to add this in...DO NOT GET OFFENDED BY CERTAIN SITUATIONS I SHOW. I DON'T HATE ANYONE, I AM SIMPLY REFLECTING THE TIME PERIOD...thank you. 😁

Have a good summer for those entering summer but like me and many others summer is going goodbye...here comes college...oh well....

🎵 I have confidence in sunshine!! 🎶 (I love The Sound of Music movie) 😅

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Lord Dagliesh's POV:

We arrived back in London the very next day.

And might I add that I found out that a severe storm was brewing in the way the ship was headed.

But I wasn't the one without emotion to not show pity.

Oh no.

I felt so sorry for my poor ship and the funds that were in the ship that they were cursed with those diabolical demons that boarded upon it.

I sighed.

Just like the old ship called Alexander, that wrecked at Montrose.

Hopefully some of my servants survived.

But then you won't have to pay them.

Nothing is better then a dying free service.

But I won't gain any profit from those rich, snarky passengers.

Oh...yeah.

I returned my gaze upon my desk.

Everything seemed to be alright in London.

Nothing has erupted, no evidence or even the smallest trace of my steps are reported.

For now, life was great.

I gave a small smile to myself.

There was then a knock on my door that brought me back to reality.

"Come in." I spoke calmly.

The door opened and there stood Alfonsé who was at least six feet six.

Only one feet higher than me.

He was a faithful companion.

One I could trust in with my personal matters.

Only him, a friend, and my enemy knew my true personal information.

Afterall, we have been working together for over twelve years.

You could even deign to say...brothers.

Of course, he and I don't share the same hereditary traits and parents to make us related in any way.