of the library. "Now, now Byron we shall have none of that. William and Tamara have called their allies together for a war council. We must have patience."
The new arrival was the spirit of Lord Admiral Nelson, naval hero and military strategist extraordinaire. He had been a friend of their grandfather, Ludlow's, and had helped him defend Albion from the supernatural. Just as with the other ghosts, Tamara and William had inherited his friendship and his aid, and they were grateful for it. Despite the cut of his uniform, Nelson was a rough-looking character. He had sacrificed both an arm and an eye to the Gods of War in his living years. Yet, this did not stop the Swift siblings from being inordinately fond of the imposing figure. There was the soft heart of a kitten underneath the grizzled exterior.
Now, Nelson floated before them, thoughtfully stroking his chin. Beside him there coalesced a third spirit, the final ghost who made up the trio of their closest spectral confidantes and allies. Queen Bodicea shimmered into being. Nelson coughed uncomfortably and politely averted his gaze from her nudity. Though she was transparent, her brazen nakedness was still a startling sight. believed Bodicea took a certain grim pride in it.
