“How could this be?” Shouted Queen Pirouette at the Lord High Admiral of the navy. In her hand, Pirouette held a report that had been scrawled in haste on a torn piece of parchment. The report had told her that most of her navy was at the bottom of the sea. It was signed by some poor captain of the line who at this point was probably also at the bottom of the sea.
“It appears that when we deployed the crescent formation, one of the captains of the line blundered at the helm and rammed one of our own vessels.”
