You are a princess, well… was a princess. You were supposed to be on a boat sailing to meet your new fiancé. It was a peace treaty. A marriage connecting kingdoms. Except your ship had been taken over by pirates. You didn’t even have time to grab the blade from your quarters before your head was met with the hilt of a sword.

You were currently tied to the mast of a ship. The rope went around your corseted waist a few times keeping your arms pinned to your sides and to the mast. Legs straight out in front of you head lolled forward as you helplessly rocked with the sea.

And with just your luck the boat was owned by the two most feared pirates on the sea. Ambessa Medarda and Cassandra Kiramman. Two woman a princes shouldn’t run into, and especially not in their turf. This was hell.