Lord Maxwell’s Quest, page 25
“Are you certain you’d not seen me on the ship before?”
“As I told ya, I was hired to work in the galley. I didn’t see the passengers or know who they were.”
“You also said that it was a merchant ship and not a passenger ship, correct?”
“Aye. The captain brought on a handful of passengers as a favor, but I never asked who the favor was for or who the passengers were.”
Oh, if only Brendan had been a little bit nosier then she might have the name for her traveling companion and a clue to who she was. Instead, she was simply Elaina and had been given the surname of St. Anne, after the main town in Alderney, as it wasn’t proper to be addressed by her Christian name by those who were not close friends or family. To many, she was simply Miss St. Anne.
There was much Elaina didn’t know, like the names of her family, if she even had any family. There were also questions as to whether she was a miss at all. “Why can’t I remember?” Elaina complained of her loss of memory so many times she was certain people were tired of hearing about it.
“Doctor Webber says that sometimes ya just need a familiar face or item to bring it all back.”
As she had arrived on the shore with nothing but the clothing she wore, it was unlikely that anything would ever bring back her memory.
Brendan raised the spyglass and looked out at what was only a sail against the clear blue sky. She couldn’t make out if it was a ship or smaller vessel from this distance.
“Are they coming here, do you think?” So often she’d thought about taking a ship to either England or France in hopes that someone would know who she was, but had dismissed the idea as both countries were large and where would she even begin to look? Just because she had ports of destination and from where she had left, didn’t mean that she’d lived anywhere near either. Besides, Alderney received their fair share of ships and for months inquiries were made with each English and French vessel, but nobody knew anything about her presence on the English merchant ship, or that she’d been swept overboard. After a time, they’d given up asking and Elaina had tried her best to settle into her new life, but she’d never been able to stop wondering about where she’d come from or where she might truly belong.
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