The Princess Bride

Ok, so the story will take place after Inigo has passed the ship onto another captain and he is now living with his daughter Arianna and they have just left Guilder for Florin where Arianna will be taught how to be a lady by Buttercup since her own mother, Charlotte, passed away a few days after her birth. She is now sixteen and in need of a mother figure... but will love complicate everything?

Though the country of Guilder was at the peril of Florin, the news never managed to reach the small ranch forest in which Arianna lived happily with her father. Inigo Montoya married the beautiful Charlotte Bantal soon before taking the pirate ship Revenge from Westley and made sure they, meaning Westley, Buttercup and Fezzik, were safe from the evil Prince Humpherdink. They lived happily on the farm where this story had all started.

After one very interesting home leave for Inigo, he passed the Revenge onto the new captain. Ten months after this, Charlotte gave birth to their beautiful baby girl, Arianna Demigo Montoya. Sadly, Charlotte had lost far too much blood in the birth and died four days later…

Sixteen years later, around midnight one night, Arianna and her father were packing to leave for Florin and escape the cruel hand of King Rupert. Arianna was bringing her horse, a smoky black stallion named Dustin, to the small fishing boat that they would be taking across the ruthless eel infested waters.

Inigo laughed, watching his daughter struggle to get the horse near the water. "Hurry along, Ari! We must leave within the hour if we wish to make Florin in two days," he reminded her.

She sighed heavily. "Come one, Dustin! You must get on the ship or you will be left behind…" the horse whinnied and stepped tentatively onto the boat. Arianna smiled triumphantly. "Finally, you crazy horse. You give me more trouble than your worth, you know?" she sighed, "But I love you anyway, Dustin."

The horse nudged his head against her shoulder in agreement. The girl turned her head and whistled quietly. Three dogs came bounding up. One, the father of the pup, was named Rolo. He was a black mutt with green eyes. The female, Rolo's mate, was named Bunny. She was a pretty silver dog with bright blue eyes. Their pup, Talo, was a strong young male with one green and one blue eye. He had black fur and his paws where silver that slowly faded up his leg into the blackness that was his fur.

The three bounded onto the ship happy for a new adventure. Rolo began barking at nothing. "Shh! Rolo, we must be silent or we won't be able to leave." The dog was quiet and sat attentively at the front of the boat.

Arianna jumped down from the ship to untie her. As she pushed away, her father grabbed her arms and pulled her onto the ship. "Sail on, Papa!" she cried contentedly from her perch on the bow. "I cannot wait to meet them, the way you speak of them! I bet if I asked nice enough, Mister Westley will teach me all he knows of sword play!" Arianna was not a normal girl. For even at the age of sixteen, she had no desire to be a mother. Her heart belonged to the sea.

Inigo laughed at the excitement in the young girl's voice. "If you wish to know so much, tell me. Whose defense was most famous for being used on the rockier terrain?"

Arianna screwed up her face, thought hard and said, "That was… Oh, you would usually fight back with Capo Ferro… um… BONETTI!" she finally yelled in triumph.

Inigo nodded, smiling at his daughter, reflecting on her mother. Oh, her mother. The greatest beauty he had ever come across. Her hair was as thick as her accent, and a deep auburn color. The eyes that had sparkled so at the thought of a family had been a deep emerald green. And all of Charlottes features had been soft a delicate.

Arianna was so much like her. She had those delicate features, but had sadly been cursed with a scar as her father's on her left cheek. She had gotten the height from him, and her hair fell in thick brown curls. There were hints of red as the moonlight hit it. Her eyes were a bright and egger green. They shimmered with a laughter that had come from her mother.

Another few things she had inherited from him was skill with swords, both creating and using, brains, and a forever and eternal stubbornness.

"Ari, go and get some sleep my love. I will wake you tomorrow afternoon, when you will take over the steering and I will sleep until midnight. Then we will reach Florin." Inigo promised.

Arianna's eyes lit at the prospect of being left alone on the ship while her father slept. "Very well, Papa." She said, moving over to him and kissing his cheek. "Goodnight." She murmured and glided toward the cabin.

Inigo took a deep breath of the sea air he had had to have been away from while raising his daughter. In order to make money for the house, the three horses and the dogs he had began forging swords as his father had.

Around age eight, Arianna started to forge the swords also. She was quite good. As he thought, Rolo curled up next to him and nudged his hand with his nose.

Inigo began absentmindedly stroking the dog. "I know, Rolo. I will miss it as well." He told the dog. "But there is a better life for both myself and Arianna in Florin. And I will get more money for my swords, as well as hers."

The dog licked his hand, as if trying to say he'd understood. The Spaniard turned his head, catching a brief glimpse of a ship behind them. And they were loading the cannons.

So this is chapter one. I hope you enjoyed it. Chapter two we will find out who's on the ship and we will also find out more about the time Inigo spent on the Revenge as Roberts.