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Enjoy the second chapter!

Annaliese's heart pounded painfully against her ribs as the man gagged her with a piece of cloth and tied her hands together behind her back. Meanwhile, another man seized Nikko and held him firmly underneath his arm. The little goat bleated for help and Annaliese continued to thrash about, trying, but failing, to free herself from the man's grip. He only tightened his grasp and began to drag her from the passageway. Annaliese had never been so terrified in all her life. What did they want from her and where were they taking her?

Despite Annaliese's frantic attempts of escape, the man walked the streets with ease. The leader and the other two men joined the group almost right away. As they walked, the men conversed in a strange language Annaliese had never heard before. After a while, she was forced to accept that she had no choice but to allow the men to take her wherever they were headed.

In around fifteen minutes, they arrived at the harbor of Port Royal. Annaliese studied the many large ships that were docked before her. They were of all different sizes and types. Men were everywhere, loading and unloading supplies onto their ships.

Annaliese's captors brought her down the boardwalk until they came to a huge, gray junk. A gangplank connected the side of the ship with the docks. Its orange sails were tied up and the anchor had been lowered into the waters.

"Oh no! No! They can't just take me away with them!" Annaliese panicked as the man forced her up the gangplank. She started struggling against him, but he effortlessly scooped her up and carried her onto the ship.

Once they got on the main deck, he set her down on the floor roughly. Annaliese could only watch with wide eyes as the rest of the men boarded and pulled the gangplank up onto the deck. Meanwhile, the other crew members had begun preparing the ship for departure. She saw the leader point at her as he spoke with the man who was holding Nikko.

A moment later, the leader went into his cabin and the other man started coming towards Annaliese. Her breathing rate increased at every step he took. He grabbed her from under the arm with his free hand and pulled her to her feet. He led her to the cabin, opened the door, and brought her inside.

It was very big and dark room. There wasn't a single window, but there were many candles and lanterns to provide light. Curtains were hung along the walls and a single chair sat at the other end of the room. Another door was visible on the wall to her left. The middle of the room was completely bare.

Annaliese's eyes automatically jumped upon a figure that moved out of the shadows. She recognized him as the leader. He came forward slowly with a sort of folded clothing in his hands. He stopped and gave a brief command to the man next to her, who immediately set Nikko down, untied Annaliese's hands, and removed the gag from her mouth. Nikko timidly drew closer to her as she took a few deep breaths.

"Dress," The leader stated in English as he handed her the clothing and motioned her towards the door to her left. Annaliese couldn't seem to comprehend his simple instruction and only stared at him in a dumbfounded manner. Why on earth would he want her to dress in some outfit? Furthermore, why had they brought her upon their ship? What did they want with a common street girl?

"Dress," repeated the leader more harshly. His voice snapped Annaliese back into reality and she obediently hurried into the other room with Nikko closely following.

She closed the door behind her and observed the room in wonder. It was just as big as the one she had just left, but many windows aligned the walls and allowed the bright sunlight to illuminate the room. She noticed that the ship was still docked at Port Royal.

There was a large four-poster bed at the left end of the room. Its columns stretched from the floor to the ceiling. The red, silky sheets were stretched neatly across the mattress and the white pillows were embroidered with red patterns along the edges. Two nightstands stood on either side of the bed while a large chest sat at the end. A cheval mirror stood at an angle and portrayed both Annaliese's and Nikko's reflections. There was a beautifully crafted rug underneath their feet. A long dining table and chairs rested beneath a large fancy lantern, which hung from the ceiling by a chain. The right end of the room seemed to be the navigational area, as there was a desk with quills, parchment, candles, and odd tools smartly stashed upon it. Another chest and an aged globe sat on either side of it.

Annaliese then took notice of the clothes she was still holding and placed them on the table. She curiously unfolded the largest article and realized they were satin, aqua bottoms. There was also a matching, bedazzled top with translucent sleeves, a sheer cloth that was supposed to cover her mouth, and two, bead covered cuffs with a lengthy piece of sheer cloth draping off of them.

She had never an outfit of such quality and beauty and stared in awe before replacing her homemade clothes with it. She was almost excited to see how it looked on her as she strode up to the mirror. Sure enough, it lit up her icy eyes and clashed splendidly with her red hair. Like her old clothes, the top covered her chest and left her stomach bare, but its sleeves fell off her shoulders.

"What do you think, Nikko?" she smiled at the goat next to her. "Isn't it lovely?"

Just then, there was a sharp knock on the door that startled both Annaliese and Nikko. The leader entered the room a moment later and surveyed the room. When his eyes located Annaliese and Nikko, he stretched his hands out and beckoned them from the room.

"Come," he said simply. The pair approached him hesitantly. The man suddenly pointed at Annaliese's tambourine, which was sitting on the table along with all of her clothes. She went over, picked it up, and followed him into the other room.

Annaliese watched in confusion as the leader crossed the room and seated himself in the throne. What did he want from her? He practically kidnapped her and just now had her dress in an outfit. It was all so odd and perplexing.

"Dance," the leader commanded her upon noticing she was still standing motionless by the doorway.

The clouds of confusion were cleared at his statement. Rays of understanding shone down upon Annaliese: The leader had enjoyed her dancing so much in the streets of Palisadoes that he wanted her for his own entertainer! That's why he had brought her aboard his ship and had her dress in the outfit!

She and Nikko quickly walked over and stood in the center of the room. She raised the tambourine above her head and began beating it rhythmically. Nikko automatically began jumping about to the music and Annaliese twirled around and struck impressive poses. Meanwhile, the leader watched her with a look of delight as he had earlier in the streets.

I am dedicating this chapter to my friend, Shining Petals. She was the first person to review this story and I thank her so much for that! By the way, go check out her story Cursed Black Wings! It's wonderful and I'm loving it, but don't stop reading mine! ;)

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