The Princess Bride and the Feared Pirate

Chapter 03

(Wyatt’s POV)

I blinked my eyes in shock at the scene that stood on the deck of the ship that sailed in front of mine. The pirate known as Jude Ryder held my fiancée's face in his hands. Their lips touching. I saw one of his midnight blue eyes open and look at me. He smirked against her face, it then disappeared and he began kissing her more. The ship known as the 'Seven Seas Fortune' was then surrounded by the fog that laid on the ocean's surface and sailed away, taking Jude and Frances along with it.

"Should we follow him my prince?" The brown haired royal guard who stood next to me asked. I stood there silent, my eyes focused on the water. I rose my head to the guard, my blond locks gracefully flashed in the sun's light as I moved.

"Are you deaf? Did you not hear what he just say?" I asked the guard with a stern face. I turned around to the deck, the pirate's had made a mess of things. The chairs were turned over, the red and white roses had been ripped from the streamers, the deck stained with the blood of the Royal Guards and few unlucky guest. "Follow her, not him," I murmured in a low tone, but it was loud enough that the guard could hear.

He saluted me. "Yes, your Highness! I shall tell the Captain of the Royal Guards immediately," He bowed his head and walked away. I turned my head away from him and my eyes widened in shock.

"You might have a problem with reporting to him…" I told him and he turned back to me. I walked over to a cold body that laid on the ground. I saw the guard eyes grow large at the sight. I knelt down and touched the crimson red blood that stained the body's uniform. My hands unbuttoned the shirt and pulled it open. I place a hand over the stab wound that had killed the Captain of the Royal Guards. "This is Lorraine's work," I said in a stern voice. I looked up at the guard. "How skilled are you with a sword?"

"I am more skilled with a blade than he was," he said as he motioned to the lifeless body that laid on the wooden deck. He then looked at me with questionable eyes. "Why do you ask my Prince?"

"I need a new captain and I believe I just found him," I told him as I stood up and wiped my bloody palm on his shirt. "What's your name?"

"Patrick," he responded.

"Very well, Patrick. Get the ship ready, we're heading out. I want all the ships that have sails and rest in my waters looking for Frances. Also, tell Sofia that I'm heading out." Patrick then bowed his head to me and ran towards the dock.

I stepped over the dead captain's body and walked towards the edge of the boat. As I looked out onto the blue sea, my hands curled into fists, I could feel my face turn hot with anger. "I'll find you… I promise," I muttered in a low tone. At that moment I wasn't entirely sure weather I was speaking about Frances or Jude Ryder.

I sat at my mahogany desk, my blond hair fell in front of my face as I signed the papers that laid in front of me. There was the sound of a soft knock at the door. "Come in," I said without looking up from the papers.

"Wyatt, why didn't you tell me you were looking for Jude's ship?" I heard her voice ask. I looked up from the papers to the girl who stood before me. Her long blond hair flowed to her knees and her eyes were beat red from shedding tears.

"Sofia… I didn't tell you, because I knew you'd get your hopes up about finding him as well," I explained as I rested my head in my hands. I could see tears gush down her pink cheeks.

"I know he's there," she said between sobs, "I know they took him, I know he's alive, I know Joseph's out there somewhere." Her voice was cracked and the tears came down her face faster, but she still looked at me with the same determination as the first time when she asked me to look for her missing love.

I let out a sigh. "Very well. We'll look for our loves together." I held out my hand over the desk. She gave me a weak smile and placed her hand in mine, the lace from her sleeve of her dress tickled my skin. I then kissed her hand. "We'll find them together, my sister."

I stood at the front of my ship. Behind me to the left stood Patrick, the new Captain of the Royal Guards. To the right stood Sofia, my sister who's setting out on the same mission I am. Behind them and the ship, stood my fleet of ships and my kingdom. I raised my sword, the gems on the golden handle shined brightly in the sunlight.

"My people! Begin the search for my bride, Frances Angela!" I commanded. Sounds of horns began to fill to the air and every ship began to set sail at the sound of my voice. 'And Jude Ryder!' I thought to myself.

(Jude's POV)

I sat in the wooden chair in my room, my blue eyes looked out the small opened window to the sunlit day. My abnormal purple colored parrot, Jace, flew through the window to my shoulder. A note fell from his claws into my gloved covered hands. I opened it and read its contents. A sudden smirk came to my face. I scratched underneath Jace's beak with my index finger and let out a chuckle. "So… you're finally coming for me…Wyatt Xavier."

"Finally coming! Finally Coming!" Jace repeated my words as he flapped his wings and flew away.