Hi people. I am back. This is Neverland, my OUAT fanfiction. I wont update the next chapter until I have 3 comments and 100 views.

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Chapter 1: Mia

My father got a letter in the mail.

It was a very important letter. After all, if the King requests your presence, you should be excited.

I went with him to see the King, not because I wanted to, but because my father made me. I was to be married to the prince, who is ten years older than me. He made me go see my fiancé.

But, just because I had to see him, it doesn't mean I have to look nice.

I am a tomboy, so I just put on a pair of pants, a shirt and went to see my dad.

"Mia!" He exclaimed. "You don't wear dirty pants when you are going to see the King!"

I groaned. It was bad enough that I was the prettiest girl in all of England, but I had to wear dresses.

"I am not changing," I sighed.

"Why must you fight?" He asked me for the millionth time. "You are the probably the luckiest girl in England, and you don't care!"

I groaned again. Every girl envied me because I was to be the queen. If I could, I would throw that life away. I don't want any of this.

I want to be free.

"I. Am. Not. Changing. Into. A. Dress." I said carefully.

"Then at least change your pants," He sighed. He knew it would take forever to get me into a dress.

I sighed, then went up to change.

When I came back down, he sighed, then opened the door.

The ride to the castle was boring. I had to sit in the carriage and be a "proper lady."

My father sighed with longing as we approached the castle.

I never liked the castle. My whole life was a cage, and this place was no different. This one just looked nicer.

We walked in.

A servant came to us.

"The King will be ready momentarily." He said and walked away.

I sat and waited for a while.

"Mia?" a voice said.

I turned around. The prince was standing there.

"Hi," I sighed, not bothering to make myself presentable.

"We are to be married in two years, are we not?"

"Yes," I said carefully. "Are you saying that you want to call it off?" Even I could hear the tiny bit of hope in my voice.

"No," He said. "I just thought you might want to get used to wearing this."

He handed me a ring with a large diamond in it.

"Thanks," I said as he slipped the ring onto my finger.

He nodded, then walked away.

"Why don't you like him?" My father asked.

"He is a spoiled little brat," I said quietly.

"He is the future king, let alone your future husband!"

"I don't care," I said sadly. "I don't want this."

He was about to yell at me some more, but a servant came in.

"He is ready."

We went in.

"Hello Mia. Hello Liam."

I nodded and folded my arms. My father bowed.

"Captain Liam, I have a job for you," The King handed him a envelope. "There is a cure on a certain island. The envelope contains all the information, including what you need too look for."

"Now," He continued. "Who are you going to take?"

"My brother, Killian Jones, will be my first mate," My father started. He then started listing other crew members.

"Hold on," I said, butting in. "You forgot me."

"I am not taking you," He said.

"But, if I am to be the future queen, shouldn't I do something to help my people?" I smirked. I knew this would get the King on my side.

"She wins. She can go." The King said.

My father bowed. I smiled at the King.

We left, and I started to get ready.