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Before anyone else could speak, Benito's voice came from the doorway as he sauntered in confidently. He was surprised to find that another of the pirates had made it into the dining hall before him, even though he had been the first to arrive on the island. But then, he had certainly taken his time preparing himself for presentation to the 'Dark Angel'.

His eyes immediately scanned the room for their host, and the search did not take long. The young and disarmingly attractive lady was reclined at the other end of the table, looking somewhat distracted and troubled, yet at the same time prepared to meet her guests. He tipped his hat in her direction and smiled charmingly.

"I am sure, Captain Corsair, that our host is a woman of sufficient insight as to need no formal introduction of her own guests." He looked across at the Frenchman with a cocky smirk, then proceeded up the table to where Amelia was placed, and took her hand to kiss it courteously, saying, "As for yourself señorita, the daughter of the formidable Captain Blackbeard needs no introduction at all."