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"Well, well, who would have thought Lady Lillian Evans, Daughter of the Governor of Connecticut, and niece of the King himself would be so breath taking?"


"How do you know who I am?!" I find my voice eventually.

"What pirate doesn't know who you are is the real question?" He continues to talk, but I can't focus on what he's saying after he says the word.. pirate. I need to escape! I cannot let him get near me. He may decide to rape me before he steals all of my belongings. All of the terrible stories surrounding pirates from my childhood are running through my head. Maybe I could climb out the window and run around to the servants quarters. I edge towards the window at my right.

Suddenly there are more voices in the hall, "We just didn't have enough time to search properly Remus! If I had more time. I could find where it is hidden. I am certain."

"We will just have to think of another plan. I thought we would have much more time with the number of men who were trying to dance with her, but she slipped away. I'm just worried about what Sirius is doing. She could have woken up the whole house with that scream." came another calmer voice as the footsteps became closer.

As the door opens and I scramble to open the window "I need to keep looking for the key after we get her to.." Suddenly I am grabbed roughly from behind, "Sirius! Stop with your capture speeches! You almost let her slip away!" came an annoyed, harsh voice behind me. I don't even think of fighting his grip. This man is MUCH taller and stronger than myself. I have no weapon, AND I assume he too is a pirate.

"You know what happens to me when a beautiful woman is around..." came a sarcastic voice across the room, and I whimper as I see the other man in the doorway. The man behind me to loosen his grip on my arms, but I hardly noticed. My heart was racing and I could barely breathe. The man in the doorway looks away awkwardly when he understands that I recognize him. Of course the tall sandy haired man who was alone at the ball is one of the pirates. Will was right about that man..

"James, what are we going to do until-"

Suddenly there is a sound in the doorway, "LET MISS LILY GO AND I WONT SHOOT!"

My heart stops as I see Edgar in the doorway holding one of the old guns from above the mantle in the drawing room. I have a feeling they are only decorative, so I hope it will not be tested.

The sound of a gun being cocked to my left alarms me, "I have no problem shooting you here and now. Put down that gun old man."

I look to see the dashingly, handsome man who was waiting in my room, has his pistol pointed at Edgar. By the determined look on his face, I can tell he is not afraid to use it. "Please let her go! I will not put down the gun until you do! You CANNOT take her to your ship! I will not let you!" I gasp, I hadn't thought they would take me with them. Surely they are just here to steal from us. Find some treasure?

Suddenly I feel myself jerked forward, "Put down your gun sir. We shall not harm her. We will return her as soon as we have received from her father what we came for," came the commanding voice from behind me.

"Then let her go while we wait for his return. You are harming her," Edgar glared at the man behind me.

"I'm afraid there isn't time for that. We need to make our way quickly back to our ship.. with her," the voice was very harsh.

Both of the pirates in the room look up in shock, but Edgar takes a step forward. As I see the man take aim of his pistol I struggle forward, "NO! WAIT! Don't shoot him! Please!" I begin to cry. "Edgar please put down the gun. I couldn't bear it if you got shot."

He looks at me and shakes his head, "I cannot live with myself if you are harmed Miss Lily."

"Edgar please! it is very honorable of you, but I cannot allow it. Someone I trust m-must break the news to f-father when he r-returns later. I am asking you to put down the gun."

He looks so pained as he drops the gun, "As you wish Miss Lily."

I kneel down with relief and whisper, "Thank you Edgar. Thank you. I could not let you die."

Suddenly I am yanked up, "Stand up and pack Miss Evans. We are on a tight schedule."

I turn around in horror with tears in my eyes. Even through the blurred vision from my tears, I can make out the messy dark black hair and rugged features of the striking man behind me with hazel eyes. My heart beat quickens.. I have never seen such a handsome man, "Surely you don't mean..."

"Hurry or I shall not let you bring any belongings with you." He said roughly as he pushes me forward. I begin to pack.. my brush, my night gown, a few plainer dresses, a few hats, a bonnet, a pair of pants, and a shirt from my youth until I begin to sob so hard I must sit on my bed as Edgar continues to pack for me.

"Do not fret Miss Evans. Your father will see to it that you are returned safely very soon. Just imagine how livid Prince William will be when he finds out about this, and he has the crown behind him. These pirates are not stupid enough to harm a single red hair on your pretty head without the entire navy out to find them," Edgar says with a glare towards the three men on the other side of the room.

I throw my arms around him, "Edgar do not let father become too upset. Tell him I love him. As for Will, tell him I.. tell him I am devastated that the time he is in the colonies will not be spent together, but that I love him and will come to England to see him as soon as I am free. Also Edgar, thanks for everything. My childhood wouldn't have been the same without you. Even though my grandfather was king, I always wished it was you who..."

"Miss Evans that is quite enough. Sit at the desk and write the letter that I dictate to you," The man grabbed my arm and dragged me over to my writing desk. I shakily retrieve parchment, an ink well, and a quill from my writing desk.

Dear Father,

I have been taken by Captain Potter

until the key has been exchanged on thee isle.

I shall not be harmed if you follow the demands.

Do not tell anyone of this arrangement other

than I am a captive. The key is to be kept a secret

from everyone. Make haste or there shall be dire

consequences for everyone.

I Love you,

Lillian

Captain James Harold Potter

After the man behind me signs, he roughly picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. He strides from the room purposely. "Make sure the Master of the house receives that letter. Sirius bring her trunk. Remus .. make sure no one follows us."

This Captain James Potter is practically running from my house, and does not sound out of breath at all. As he nears the wooded area besides the road I catch a last glimpse of my house. I start to cry again as I realize that I may never see it again.. We are hurrying through the woods. I am getting further from my life and into the dark unknown of the night.

Next thing I know I am set down roughly on the deck. The man named Sirius is barking orders to the other men in the crew. Men are hurrying around the ship, and I am simply taking deep breaths to stay calm. Edgar is right, Father and William will come for me very soon.. I won't be on this ship long at all. If only I could outrun them back to the house.

The Captain has seemed to have disappeared, but the activity on deck is overwhelming. As the ship slips away from the dock, I am taken by the arm and led below deck by the stranger from the ball. As the door to the deck closes behind us, feelings of depression and helplessness engulf me. I usually love being at sea, but would rather be anywhere than here. I would even rather be in that boring ball room dancing with every man from parliament.

I hold in my tears as the sandy haired man shows me a small square room. There is a small bed, a dresser with a mirror, a writing desk, a small wooden chair, and a wash bin with only a small circular window by the bed. He sets my trunk at the end of the bed, and begins to walk out of the room.

He smiles sadly, "I will bring you a meal in the morning, Lady Evans."

A tear escapes from the corner of my eye and I take a step towards him, "Please don't take me. My father will give you anything you need. I'm all he has left. Please sir."

The man looks away and then exits the room quickly. As the door closes with a finality, I start sobbing and fall to the bed overcome with sadness. I will not be seeing my family for as long as I am kept here. Father would be alone on the anniversary of mum's death. Even Christmas will probably happen aboard this terrible ship. I don't even know the next time I will be able to see Will, because who knows what would happen from all that tension between the colonies and the British.

I lay down on my bed, trying to control the sobs wracking my body. Before I have too much time to think about the dreadful circumstances, I fall asleep. Dreaming of Christmas in the palace with Will and my mother.


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