When I woke up this morning we had arrived in Dubre, I was put in shackles before being brought onto the land. I felt myself sway not being used to this feeling, I heard the angry yells, and had food thrown at me. I felt myself get pushed into an armed carriage being taken to the castle to be placed in the dungeon till tomorrow when I'm to be hung. I laid on the small cot knowing that this was as good as it gets until I'm either dead or back on the sea. I was pulled from my thoughts by a set of heels coming down the stairs, I sighed sitting up and seeing my mother standing there in one of her many dresses. She stood before me in a white and dark blue dress with a floral design down the front, with a high neck collar. Her shoes were white high heels, and her hair was in a messy yet elegant bun, and on top of her head was her crown.
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I was wondering how long it would take for her to change back into her Royal prissy ass wardrobe. However as I looked at her I saw a dress and heels in her hands, I sighed, shaking my head, as I also saw my old crown in her hand.
"What are you doing with those?"
"These are for tomorrow, the town wants to see you as a Princess one last time."
She made one of the guards open the door, and threw the items on the cot, and I shook my head.
"If I'm going to be hung for Piracy I am going to look like a Pirate."
"You're not being hung for Piracy, you're being hung for the murder of your father, and the burning of Dubre."
I laughed, shaking my head.
"So the Pirate isn't even getting hung for being a Pirate, how does that work?"
"You never committed acts of Piracy in Dubre, you know that as well as I, so you will wear your dress, heels, and crown tomorrow. You don't have a choice Isla, I'll have Della here to help you get ready in the morning, be ready, you hang at noon."
I sighed as she turned walking away leaving me no choice, I looked at the crown shaking my head, my crown was always different from my Mothers, she likes extravagant, while I tried to keep mine as simple as possible. I didn't need all of the jewels, the gold, I just wanted love, sadly once I got it I lost it, several times now. However as I looked at it I saw that she had changed several things, she added more, making it nothing to me.
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I threw it on the cot shaking my head as tears came to my eyes, I never wanted to wear any of this ever again. I never wanted anything to do with any of this ever again, but here I am being forced into it by my Devil of a mother.
~Jacks' POV~
At the rate we're going we'll reach Dubre by eleven tomorrow morning, I know that they plan on hanging her at noon. That gives us an hour to figure out how all of this is going to work, I just hope we can save her in time, that's all I want. I just want her home and safety, I don't know what I'd do if I lost her forever, I need her, I love her, and the thought of this possibly being the end is enough to kill me.
