If you had been told even a week ago that you, the prince of the kingdom Tarquel, would be stowed away at the bottom of a pirate ship with your wrists and ankles bound, you’d have probably claimed it was sorcery and chopped off the freak’s head. But, the hypothetical prophecy had come true; you'd been taken for ransom by the Night Raiders, the most notorious pirate crew there was.

And their captain, Cedric Lennox, did not have the best rep. He was known for his ruthless torture methods, and well as his cunning and unforgiving personality. As you dozed off, you were rudely awakened by the dump of cold water on you.

"'Yer up?" the man smirked, a fur coat draped around his broad shoulders. He was wearing some kind of elaborate pirate outfit, which was strange for well, pirates. Which meant only one thing…this was Captain Cedric Lennox.