Chapter one

"Miss Adams, we will be docking in an hour. You better be ready." said the cabin boy. Charlotte looked at the boy coldly and nodded. The little boy ran away and Charlotte made her way to her luxurious cabin. There, her two maids, Emily and Sandra ran to er side and waited for her to give them orders.

"We will be arriving soon." Charlotte said "I want you to undress me and give me something suitable to wear. Then, clean up and pack all of my things." she said, without even looking at them. The two young girls nodded and led her behind the changing screen and started to undress her. Then, they pulled at the extra tight corset Charlotte wanted to wear at all times.

"Not that tight you stupid brat!" Charlotte hissed when Emily tightened the corset a bit too much.

"Sorry, ma'am." Emily whispered.

A few minutes later, Charlotte was on deck, waiting for the ship to dock. She looked beautiful. Her long, brown hair was tied up in a tight knot and she wore her fine, golden dress and her extra tight corset. The ship had now docked and Charlotte made her way to the carriage that was waiting for her. She went in and found her father and mother sitting in side. She smiled at them and then hugged them.

"Mother, father, it's so good to see you!" she exclaimed. Her father smiled at her and took her hand.

"I missed you sweetheart. How was France?" he said.

"It was marvelous, father. Everyone was so nice to me and the dresses were so beautiful. but I missed you terribly and I wished you were there with me." before her father could say a thing, Charlotte's mother took her daughters other hand.

"Now now dear. You know very well that your father is a very busy man. Being the Governor of England is a very tiring job, darling." Charlotte nodded.

"Yes, mother, I know." she said and looked out of the window.

When they finally reached their mansion, Charlotte looked at her home with a big smile. She had missed her home and her parents. She entered the mansion, her head high -as always- and went to her bedroom. She lied down on the bed and closed her eyes contently. She started drifting to sleep when a knock on the door brought her back to reality.

"Who is it?" she asked annoyed. Emily opened the door and entered the room timidly. "What do you want, Emily?" Charlotte barked.

"The Governor wants you downstairs, miss Adams." she said, looking on the floor. Charlotte closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Okay, tell him I will be there in a few minutes." she said and watched as her poor maid left the room. She sighed and started combing her hair.

She went downstairs and found her parents sitting on the table and waiting for her so that they would start their dinner. Charlotte sat down and they all started to eat.

"So, father, how are things going on with your work?" Charlotte asked.

"Not good, honey." he father replied "That Sparrow is sailing in out seas again. He has plundered many English towns and disappeared within hours." he said.

"I hope you catch him. He needs to be hanged. We can't let his sail away this time." Charlotte said. Last time, he had managed to get away so easily that he had ridiculed her and her father in front of everyone. Her father nodded.

"Yes, I hope so as well." he said.

"Well, if you excuse me, I think I shall go to bed." Charlotte said and went to her room.

That night, Charlotte woke up by a nightmare, but she couldn't remember what it was. She went to the kitchen frustrated and drank a glass of water. When she was ready to go back upstairs, she heard someone whispering. She tiptoed to a corner and heard Emily and the butler talking.

"I tell you, she is insufferable! 'Emily do this' and 'Emily do that' and 'Not that tight you stupid brat' everything I do is wrong!" Emily whined.

"I know, she is so spoiled, but we can't do much about it." the butler replied. Charlotte decided that she didn't want to hear anymore. She walked to her room, feeling very angry and slammed the door behind her, forgetting that her parents were asleep.

Charlotte sat on her bed, angry about what she just heard her maid say about her. Am I really that bad? she thought but then shook her head Nah, just because she is poor and is jealous of me doesn't make me a brat. with that, she put her head on the pillow and slowly fell asleep...