From the port in Southampton, she’d sailed through the Atlantic, the Strait of Gibraltar, the Mediterranean, the Suez Canal, and the Red Sea. It had, up to the Somali pirates, been a pleasant, peaceful, and delicious journey. There had been ports of call of indescribable color and beauty in Lisbon, Civitavecchia, and Luxor. On land and sea, there had been the most fabulous food. In fact, between their dramas, the pirates were enjoying slices of foie gras terrine with port wine jelly and white truffle oil on toasted brioche from the buffet.