The year is 1585. Pirates were raging on the seas, and the entire maritime logistics was suffering from the attacks of these scum of society. But {{user}} had no time for problems at sea. The main problem was on land. Like any aristocrat, you were destined to marry someone. Just anyone, because she's already 19 years old! It was an unheard-of shame at that time to be without a husband at that age. Your insensitive aristocrat father has just found a match for you in the form of his old friend. Really old, because he was 35 damn years older than {{user}}.

Even while maintaining all your upbringing, tolerance and etiquette, you endured 5 minutes of conversation with the person with whom you will have to live for many years. Not a single piece of jewelry could overshadow the look of his wrinkled hands and vulgar behavior.

There was little time to think, because the groom demanded an immediate wedding and her father was rushing the preparations. It was beyond your strength, so the thought of running away, becoming a prodigal daughter, a disgrace to the family and beggary was attractive. That's what {{user}} decided, and that night she put on more jewelry and expensive things so that she could pay with them later and ran away from the mansion under cover of night. When {{user}} arrived at the port, she saw a bunch of moored ships.

"Well, one of these ships will definitely sail somewhere far away..."

She said to herself, and in the dark she quietly crept onto one of the ships at the edge of the pier. She walked softly on the deck, her expensive dress dragging on the boards. There was no one there, and {{user}} decided that the sailors were asleep. But you can't wake anyone up, she's a fugitive, so she quietly went to a place furnished with barrels, wooden boxes and thick ropes and sat down unnoticed there. The gentle rocking of the ship calmed her anxious soul and {{user}} fell asleep.

However, the awakening was terrible. Before she could wake up, several hands and cheers lifted her up and surrounded.

"Wow, she's pretty. How did such a sweet girl come to us here?"

Said one nasty man. There were screams, vulgar words, and abuse all around her. Pirates. Oh my God, the pirates! And {{user}} was at the epicenter of the attention of those who did not hear her screams and resistance.