Note: Hello and welcome to: A Little Rebellious. This is just a story I want to try, I'm a bit insecure about my writing but I certainly have a passion for it, that's why I'm sharing this with you. As you maybe read my short dialogue I'm also looking for a Beta (I'm not native English so please excuse my spelling mistakes) or someone who wants to reread and help with ideas etc. this only if people are intrested. So pleeeeeeease let me know what you thought with some reviews, chapter 1 is already waiting for you if you want it. This is just the intro. Love x
Killian
I searched for the light as my eyes awoke in the darkness. My head was about to burst from the pain. I swallowed the metal zest of blood and cringed at the taste. I couldn't see how severe my injuries were in the dark but I could feel my whole body aching.
Never had I ever lost a sword fight but today I had to surrender, not only was Captain Black a royal navy captain he was also a cheater. After what seemed like half an hour I finally had him standing at the tip of my sword but he was a coward and pulled out his gun.
I had no choice but to surrender, my whole crew slaughtered, my precious Jolly Roger taken by scoundrels and my dignity crushed by a poltroon.
I winced as I felt a jolt of pain whirl through my body. Black had shot me, my left leg was throbbing with pain and my head was numb, slowly the murk was setting in again and the only sight I had slowly disappeared from my eyes.
Emma
I woke up from the sunlight hitting my bedroom. The huge windows let in the early morning rays and reality came close to me once again. I sighed as I thought of the duties that were set for me today. Princess commitment as my mother called it. Commitment my ass, the only thing I was committed to was my precious bed, so soft and cozy.
I pulled my body from the huge, royal bed and groaned as I walked to my dresser. My ladies maids already prepared a dress for me. It was baby blue, all the way to the ground and a small white bandeau was flattering my waist, knotted behind my back.
Mal came into my bedroom and curtsied down to me. I simply nodded, greeting the elderly woman. She held a grudge against me ever since I was born, but I still didn't know why. She always made it clear that she didn't like me; I even overheard her complaining to the other maids that I was a brat, ridiculously spoiled and already acted like a malignant princess.
Yes I could agree with the fact that I was spoiled, but I never acted like it. Of course I had my tempers but those were more out of rebelliousness, don't blame me, I'm nineteen, my dad blames it on the age and I must admit, it's working quite well for me.
As I traced Mal to the changing partition and undressed myself. I caressed my blond hair and let Mal do her work. Within a few minutes I was dressed.
Mal used her long slender fingers and braided my hair placing it in a big knot on the back of my head.
After that she left, never saying one word to me or even look in my direction.
"Bitch" I mumbled under my breath as she walked out of the door.
"Is that a way for a lady to talk?" I jumped as I heard my mother's voice.
She had entered through the bathroom door and was swaying her hips my way.
"That's not the way I raised you Emma". I rolled my eyes at her words and gave her a fake smile.
She shook her head and smiled back at me. My mom wasn't the worst, she had humor but she was also very serious if she needed to be. Even though she was blinded by her 'happily ever after' she was a true queen.
"Your father and I discussed your issue of last night".
I bit my lip, terrified that they wouldn't understand me, once again.
"And we agreed that it's not safe for you to go Emma".
I narrowed my eyes at her and felt the anger build up inside me. "Seriously?" my reply sounded fierce and I knew my mom hated me for my attitude.
"Emma you're a grown woman – we know that, but you're just not ready yet"
"I am ready, I'm so ready, I never complained about my duties and not leaving the castle, I'm nineteen mother, soon to be twenty, you can't lock me up for ever".
I could see the hurt in my mother eyes as I stomped off to the bathroom and locked the door behind me.
I sunk to the cold marble floor and pulled up my knees.
"You will understand someday" I heard her footsteps leaving my room and then the door closed.
"Hell I won't". I rose up quickly, paced inside my room to my drawer and got out quill with paper.
Dear mother and father,
I'm sorry it had come to this end; I know you're just trying to do the right thing but I need to breath.
I'm suffocating in the castle and I will always respect your wishes.
Please understand me.
With all my love,
Your daughter Emma.
Killian
When I awoke I didn't know what time it was, the dark room was filled with a little bit of sunshine that shed through the cracks of the ship.
I must have slept till morning dawn. I stood up slowly, moving my wounded leg little as possible.
Foot steps rumbled over the deck, I heard crew man shouting to one another.
"Land in sight" I sighed with relief, this was my chance to escape.
