Chapter 1

Life

While lifting up the heavy buckets of water onto the cart, Anasyn looks out to the ocean. 'Just one day on the sea…Just one day…' She thinks to herself, drifting off to a world unlike her own. She snaps out of it, frowns, then carries on with her duties. Hoping to be at home before dark.

Anasyn is a hardworking 18 year old girl, a wench, some would call her. Working on the farms during the day and serving in the local tavern at night. She's a tall young woman, with flowing brunette hair, almost black, down to the bottom of her back. Fiery green eyes that could burn holes through steel, and a large but beautifully proportioned body.

It was well after dark by the time she walked through the front door of the house she shares with her father, Jonathan, and her brother, David. Anasyn bolted through the house to her bedroom to change for her second job, which started in 30 minutes.

'Ana? Are you ready?' Called out her father, who was sitting next to the fire with a bottle of rum in his hand.

'Yes father! I'll be out in 5 minutes!' Yelled back Anasyn, almost falling over while trying to get into her dress.

'Just one day on the sea… Sailing away from this dreaded place…' Ana thought to herself while tying up her corset. After living on land for 18 years, the only thing she wanted was to sail around the world… Or even the Caribbean would be good enough. She loved the ocean more then anything else, and would do anything to live on it.

Anasyn kissed her father and brother goodbye then ran all the way to the tavern. Arriving 10 minutes late, Anasyn rushed around to the bar where she got herself ready, then started serving drinks to the old, married, desperate, rum soaked men who pinched her butt every chance they got. Which is the most excitement to be found in the town of Port Royal, which resides in the Caribbean.

The night carried on slowly and Anasyn had a long way to go before her shift finished.

'Stuck in two dead-end jobs… Could things get any better?' As soon as Ana thought that, three men burst through the front doors of the tavern…