Lost Princess

Prologue

The sea was calm. The night air chilled the boat.

The old man sat in his room, a cup of sake in his hand, machines hooked up to his body and his first commander seated at his side.

The old man was clearly drunk, his first commander decently enough, "Marco" his voice boomed in the room, "yeah what's up old man yoi?" He responded to his adoptive father, "I have never told anyone this, but you of all people must know" he took a pause and sipped his drink "I have a daughter, she is young and she is naive but she is as kind and as loving as her mother" the first commanders eyes shot open as he gasped "what?" He looked on at his captain in disbelief, the old man coughed before continuing, "I haven't told anyone for her and her mothers safety, but I am telling you...in case something happens to me, you must find her, take her in and train her" Whitebeard finished his drink and placed it on the table beside him, "is there...anything else I should know about her yoi?" The blond inquired before his captain fainted into sleep "her mothers hair was as purple as a bell flower, heh. She should be 23 now.." the old man began to sleep, leaving the first commander Marco to think about what was said.