Pirates Aren't Real
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  • Reads 265
  • Votes 32
  • Parts 31
  • Time 3h 50m
Ongoing, First published Mar 10, 2016
Mature
"Pirates are just an old children's story." I shrug, "You cannot be a pirate. Pirates aren't real."
The stranger laughs, "Where are you from?"
"A little village way up North, Mother was very protective after my Father passed on." I lie smoothly.
"Why do want to join my crew?"
I can't very well tell him I'm on a mission for my King and he ordered me to join a ship's crew sailing towards the tropics.
"To escape my matchmaking Mother." I reply.


Edward Villiers, known to his crew as Captain Ed and to his enemies as Blue Bilius Capain of the Grey Ghost, is a pirate captain. He must have been deep in his cups because the new sailor he just hired on is actually a woman. How is he supposed to explain this one to his crew? And more importantly, what is the blasted female doing seeking passage on a Pirate ship anyhow? And why doesn't she believe in pirates?

For Arethusa Medusa this voyage is a mission, one that she was chosen for by her King. She doesn't consider herself to be anyone special; just a rather ordinary second daughter of a Lord, she did well in all her studies aside from dancing (her mother insisted). Of course, Arethusa doesn't really believe the ship is she on is an actual pirate ship, her mother always told her Pirates were just a scary story told to little children who misbehaved, it's not like she's ever even see the sea before, how was she to know that Pirates are real?
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