Princess Rebecca of Aldovea was the only heir to the throne regardless of how many wives her father had. The king could not produce a son or any more children for that matter. Her father kept her in the castle tucked away like fragile glass, making sure no harm would come to her. This made enemies from the kingdom wanting to get their hands on the King's only weakness: his precious daughter.

"You grace, I have picked out an outfit for your 20th birthday celebration tomorrow." Her lady-in-waiting laid out the dress against her bed to show Rebecca.

Rebecca sat at her vanity in the corner wearing her nightgown. She was a tiny woman but full of fight. Becca, the nickname her mother gave her when she was little, hated being kept in the palace like a caged bird. She wanted her freedom and a chance to see the world outside of the kingdom that was her cell. But of course there were dangers outside these gates that kept her in, her father had told her. Becca looked at the light purple dress that lay before her. "It's lovely... Perfect for my party tomorrow" she smiled to her lady-in-waiting. The maiden finished a few things before taking her leave, the door closing behind her softly. Becca walked over to her bed and flopped into the soft mattress face first. She yelled into the mattress out of so much built up frustration. She turned over and looked at her ceiling with a sigh. If only her life was different. More adventurous and spontaneous, rather than trapped in an endless routine of acting proper to please her father.

A scream in the hallways tore her from her thoughts as Becca jumped up to a sitting position. She looked at her door as if it would burst open any minute and a monster with fangs would rush in. Her heart raced as she stood up slowly. What was that...? It was a feminine scream that's for sure. Did a maid see a rodent scurry across the floor? She crept over to the door and gently opened it peeling outside. No one. Becca stepped out and looked down the bending hallway. Suddenly two men rushed down the hallway. Her eyes met one of them and her face went pale instantly. Pirates!

"There she is!" One pointed at her and they both started rushing towards her. Becca shrieked and slammed her door closed. She grabbed the chair to her vanity but before she could barricade the door like how her father taught her too, one of the awful men threw it open, hitting her in the process. It knocked her to the ground and left her head throbbing from the rough contact. She tried to push to her feet but a rough hand grabbed her arm forcing her to stand. "I got the lady! Grab a few dresses and let's get outta here!" One called over as he held her arm with a firm hold. She screamed loudly and started fighting back to get out of his grasp. Becca felt a hand hold her mouth tight. "Shut up woman!" She saw the other man pull open her closet and yank dresses down holding them like forbidden items. "This good?" "Yeah let's get outta here, cap said not ta be quick 'bout it" suddenly the one hold her arm tossed her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. She gasped and whacked at his back.

"Put me down!" She shrieked as the two pirates started racing out of the castle. Becca wanted her to see the outside of the castle but not like this!