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The light shines into my room as Phoebe opens the curtains. I tried to get back to sleep and forget about last night. "Get up!" Phoebe, my maid takes my pillow
I sit up and stretch.
"You got your letter."

I'm so nervous, I do not even want to open it.
I take the letter opener and I open it in my nightgown.
Rejected.

I won't be getting married to him. I sit back down on my bed and I stare into space. I exhale and
My foot steps out of the carriage, and Fiorisa Duman's, eyes meet mine. I walk into the pavilion
And sat at the white table. "It's been a while since I have seen you" Her face remained the same.

"You are right. We have a lot to catch up on." Tea flowed into the cup. My mouth went into a thin line.
"I heard you got into trouble with Alfred"
She looks up at me away from the tea. She sets the teapot down.
"Yes, it's a very personal matter." she looks me in the eyes.

"I'm having some issues of my own."
"I am aware, I would be blind if I didn't notice your father's plan."
I looked down. I look to my right only to see her brother, horseback riding.
I am supposed to marry him? My hand trembles.

I glance back at her, she takes a sip of her tea.
"I don't like your father's plan, I am going to put an end to it." She sets her cup down.

"You don't want to put an end to this. This plan is good. Think of the people."
"I am thinking of the people." she sighed as if she had been holding her breath just as much as I have.
I rub my neck and I stand up. My hand gripped my bag.

"I think we are done here," my lips form into a thin line and I hold onto my bag. I turn around and walk to my carriage, the coachman is different.
It's not Henry. "Who are you?"
"Henry took the day off, I will be driving you around today."

Fiorisa walks up. " Caius, I see you got a new job." she turns to me
"He used to work for me."

I nod. I noticed he looked more eerie than Henry. His hand was covered in grease. He helped me up into the carriage. I was thankful I had my black gloves on. I sat down.

Zodel is so far from Xonia. normally the horse would be tired from such a long distance.
"How odd," I said to myself.

I Saw a clash of thunder outside my window, and the chill of the wind gave me bumps. What is her problem?
I stepped down on the step as we stopped but were not at the inn and I was holding the coachman's hand. I gave a confused look.

"Why did you stop here? Why didn't you take me to the inn?" I put both of my feet to my ground, and he came behind me and put a cloth on my mouth. His grip was firm and painful. I tried to fight against him. I could feel his breath against my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

The smell of the cloth was sweet and it made my arms weak. I dig my nails into his hands. My eyelids start to come down slowly but I am not yet unconscious. I can't feel my hands.

I felt a raindrop fall on my face or was that a tear?

Birdscaw, and hear the ocean waves crash together. I realize we are at the dock.
My head hit his. My eyes fade shut. This is when I realized that we are not alone after hearing some voices. "Is this her?"

The voices fade and time starts to go faster. The waves of the ocean and the sounds of the birds sound louder.
I sat up as soon as I realized what happened. I
Look around and realize I am on a boat. safe to assume far from home. My hands were tied with rope, I watched as he put out his cigar. I hold my breath
"What's your name?" I look at the pirate.

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