Summary: Set in 1252 wherein the pirates rule the world. Princess Brittany is abducted and held captive by the ruthless pirate queen, Santana Lopez.

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Britain, 1252

I feel sad, and I should not, for today is a celebratory day. Today, my second eldest sister will marry the prince of Netherlands and instead of feeling gloomy here inside my large room, I should be outside laughing with the guests and being happy for my sister but I cannot do that, because I know she does not love him and yes, they will give each other smiles, she would laugh with him and her soon-to-be husband would brag all about his awards but I know, both of them does not want this and I pity them. But as I think about it, I realized that I am of no better fate and I feel pity for myself as well because I know, soon, I too would be forced to marry someone I barely know no matter what I do to avoid it. And I cannot complain, I should never complain for it is my destiny. My life is already planned after my birth for I am a princess of Britain – one of the mightiest country in the world – as I have been told.

But honestly, I doubt it. Mightiest? Really? If it is really that mighty why do my sisters and I need to be force into something that we don't want?

However, my servant told me stories and through those stories I can feel how mighty Britain really is, maybe not with its government but I guess Britain's people is really great. She told me all bout the people's adventure for their quest of love and I envy them, for they are free. Oh how I wish I would be like them, free to love, free to go anywhere and free to live my own life.

"Princess Brittany?" my servant called, shaking me out from my thoughts of freedom that will never come.

"I will be right outside" I answered, knowing full well that my father would be disappointed if I did not come to the great hall.

So I checked my long gown and put on my ruby necklace that I received on my 18th birthday and with that, I strode in the long corridors of the castle into the great hall where the banquet is being held.


The great hall is designed with the grandest ornate and it is filled with lots of people – aristocrats mostly and as I scan it I see familiar faces like some high government officials that my father would have meeting with, every now and then.

I looked across the room and I saw my sister and her husband, so for the sake of appearance, I walked my way towards them and politely entered the conversation.

"Congratulations Ashley" I greeted her and I forced myself to smile. She mumbled a quick thank you. Not really one for long conversation of such and such, I quickly excuse myself as I walk my way to the balcony. However, I was stopped amidst my walk by a man, dressed in a black expensive coat.

"Your Higness" he bowed, took my hand and kissed its back rather softly.

I bowed despite my annoyance. "What can I do for you sir?" I asked, but before he could have replied, my parents joined in our conversation.

"Ahh, Brittany, I see you have already met Prince Karofsky here" my father said enthusiastically.

I looked at him and I bowed not replying to what he is asking. Clearly, my night is getting worse every second.

"Actually sir, I was just about to introduce myself to the most beautiful lady here tonight" Prince Kaarofsky said and for a moment I was grateful that he saved me from replying one of my sarcastic remarks towards my father but then, when his words sunk in, I almost gag in disgust.

"I see. We must have been an annoying intrusion then, but forgive us because we would not pass this opportunity to congratulate your great victory against the pirates" my father said. I almost snorted loudly thinking how the hell was I trapped in this boring conversation.

"It is really nothing. Your Highness must not over praise me" Karofsky replied with a grin.

"You are worth over praising young man and not only with that recent victory but also with what you did in Portugal" my father replied and with that I was tempted to roll my eyes and stomp my way out of this conversation but I must not do that nor must I rudely interrupt their conversation for I must behave like a proper lady that I was raised to be.

"Yes, their capital city has been improving well since my last visit and what was the capital of that country, Brittany? – my old age must have been keeping up with me" the queen told us with a laugh.

If I did not know any better, I would have laugh with her then but I know her intentions. She is using this opportunity to let Karofsky know that I am well-informed therefore proving that I am worthy to be his wife. And of course that is not only because he is the Prince of France, which is the richest country therefore giving me a well secured future but because if he chooses me as his wife the allegiance between France and Britan will be further reinforced thus more benefit for Britain seeing that Britain has billion debts towards France.

I thought about what to answer. Lisbon, of course is the capital of Portugal. That is a super duper easy question. The truth is I have very well memorized the capital of every country. The history of Britain is engraved in my mind better than anyone and the only reason why I am labeled as 'stupid' by those good for nothing gossipers of the high court is because it is part of my plan.

Whenever I am given a test by my tutor I always flunk it. At first, it was for fun or a means for me to be noticed by my parents. But my parents did not even bat an eyelash towards my direction; all I got was punishments from my tutor. Then I realized that if I keep doing this, the suitors may be turned off and the more they are turned off the lesser the chance of me getting married soon.

"Brittany?" my mother asked bringing me back from my musing.

"The capital of Portugal is 'P' mother" I spat rather quickly.

My mother looked at me with disbelief while my father shook his head. Prince Karofsky however was laughing with his eyes beaming at me with amusement, so I guess that is the reason why I still have a lot if suitors, they thought that I am hilarious.

"Yes, M it is milady and I see that the rumors are true then" he said between laughs.

"What rumors?" I queried.

"Ahh, just that you are the fairiest lady here in Britain and that you are fun to be with" He said.

"Really my princess, your beauty is legendary that is why I am very pleased to finally meet you. The people actually dubbed you as the princess of light or sometimes the goddess of beauty or something along that line" he added quickly.

I thank him for the compliment and once again, I excused myself from the conversation saying that I do not feel again, I strode in the long corridors to my room.

As a lay on my bed that night, I thought about my sister, silently wishing her a good future. After a while sleep came to me.


The next morning Ashley and her husband set sail towards Netherlands and when we all have said our goodbyes I found out that my cat is missing so to pass time and to amuse myself, I wander through the castle to find my missing cat.

As I passed by one of the corridors I heard my father's voice.

"Please do not tell the council about this. We will never again sabotage the trade." And with that I pressed my ear to the large wooden door to hear the discussion better.

"Hmm.. but France has already lost a lot because of what you did" the other voice said.

"Then tell me, what can I do for compensation?" my father begged

The other man laughs maniacally after he said that and said. " Well, you see my boy here, Karofsky has an eye for one of you heir, so I guess you can give him what he wants and their marriage will bind our countries officially, thus you can lend me your navy as I attack Spain."

"Of course, that's brilliant. Who did you chose young man" my father said rather giddily. I've searched for a sign of sadness in his voice; I mean there should be because again one of his daughters will be taken away from him. When I did not even heard any sign of sadness I felt angry at him but I kept myself calm as I listen to Karofsky's reply hoping that I am not the one that he will choose.

"Brittany" Karofsky suddenly replied and my heart sunk at that moment so I fled away towards my room, already forgetting about my cat.

I run away from that offending conversation knowing already what my father would have replied. Once in my room, I quickly told my servant to go out.

I felt the hot tears that trailed down my cheeks and I hiccupped attempting to shove aways more tears as well as the hurt, and the resentment I have towards my father. How could he? I am just eighteen, too young to marry someone. Then I remembered the tone of his voice that sounded so eager when he asked that man what he wanted. He could even sacrifice his own daughters for his selfish desire of power.

I hate my father, so I thought of a plan to get away from all this. I thought I should run away before he could force me to marry Karofsky. I thought that I should leave him to deal with his own problem with the council.

Then the idea of the council made its way into me. The council of Trent? My God! I scoffed at the notion that if the council of Trent would find out that he sabotage another member's trade then Britain would be in a really really big trouble. It would mean the expulsion of Britain from the alliance of the five countries. In short, devastation for Britain because without the security from the alliance, we are more prone to various attackers that will immediately conquer the country and the economy will fail seeing that most trades are held within the alliances. Thus, there will be an outbreak of war, from inside and outside of the country.

But the greatest consequence that will result if that happens is the eviction of our family from the throne and the possibility that all of the members of our family will be hanged to death. Just then, I heard faint giggling and chuckling outside my window. I wiped my tears dry as I looked outside my window. My younger siblings are playing happily in the garden. One of them waved at me and I smiled. Just then, I already made my choice – That is, I will agree with the marriage for my siblings and for my country.