I Will Not Bow

Then you havnt been looking long enough

(to add ambience and enhance experience i suggest playing davy jones locket in background for the first part)

Cold, so cold, but peaceful at the same time.

What happened why cant i see anything but blue,

why does it feel so calm like i belong here like im at home...

Wait home, mama, the ship, fire, screaming, i remember

but why, why do i just feel so calm i cant help but just drift here like,like its where i have always meant to be....

[splash]

Huh whats that a black mass? its coming toward me i wonder..............

[gasp]

"Pull us up!"

[crank,wirr,crank]

"oh no a little girl Captain is she alright"

Captain? Was i dreaming about what happened to the ship?

"im not sure Jacob as of yet im guessing she was on that damn reckage we just went past"

So i wasnt dreaming... Mama

"What should we do with her? we combed that wreckage through she is the only survivor that hasnt burned, drowned or been eaten"

EATEN! What no the ships course was to Marford its to cold for sharks!

"For now put her im my quarters, get Tamira to tend to her till she wakes up we will be arriving at Carmain island soon enough. LISTEN UP YOU BASTARDS NO ONE IS TO BOTHER THE CHILD TILL I SAY SO GOT IT!"

[all] "YES CAPTAIN"

Ugh my head....

"Captain shes waking up!"

Thats a womens voice,

"Thank you Tamira you may take your leave now ill see to the child"

Its that sames mans voice from earlier,

"Aye, aye captain"

And with that my eyes start to open slowly, it takes a few blinks before the sudden burt of light dims so i can see. Thats when i look up and see only i can describe as a very handsome man in his late 40's standing over me, shoulder length black hair with silver sreaking through once indication of his age, stocky build of mucle that is suited to the sailor life hes tall almost as tall as Papa was around 6 ft 2.

I go to speak but my mouth feels like sand paper and i cough rather than speak.

"Here child drink some water itll help" he said before passing me a wooden cup.

I have never drank so fast in my short life the cold of the water felt like knives down my throat which then turned to relief and soothing.

"Thank you, Sir" i managed to squeek out,

"its alright child im happy you finally stired you have been out for 4 days, tell me child what is your name?" he asked in a thoughtful tone,

"Its Elizabeth, Elizabeth Maria Charrlote Castille."

"hahahahahaha" his laughter was a sudden shock as he roared with it

"My, my that's a very large name for a lassy as small as yourself. But a lovly one at that" he smiled

"Yes, my mama and papa call me Eliza" with that he frowned

" Eliza do you remember what happened before we found you?" i nodded my head and he sighed

"Im sorry little one you were the only one we found alive, how old are you Eliza?" his face was filled with pity as tjough he seen before him an unwanted pup

" im 9 sir, what is going to happen to me now" i asked not sure what else to say.

" Well Eliza you have two choices you can either stay here with me and my crew or when we next dock we can take you to the orphanage."

Fear coursed through me mama had told me of orphanages, crule horrible places where children were left and often died... "could, could i stay with you sir?" i ask pleading to any god that would hear it. The man then smiled.

" Yes little one you may, since that is the case i best welcome you my name is Captain Wilhelm Farark and this is my Ship....... The Vermilion."

Chapter 1

{Eliza's POV}

That was 12 years ago now and how my life has changed since that day.

Lets start by introducing myself, My name is Eliza Castille, Captain Eliza Castille. Yes thats right i am now Captain of the brave and fierce vessel sailing under the jolly joger, The vermilion. (ironic considering my blazing Auburn hair) 4 years ago on my 17th birthday Wilhelm decided that he was getting to old for this life and during the night took one of the small boats and sailed out into the night so that the ocean may take him to his final breath. He left a note staying that i his ward would recieve the tital of Captain and no one disagreed.

Now at age 21 i am Captain of this long feared ship with an even fiercer reputation thank before im sure Wilhelm would be proud.

You see the population on the globe pirate and civilian alike know The Vermilion is under a new captain but no one but my crew knows who, and those who have worked it out, dont live to tell the tail.

"LAND HOOO CAPTAIN THREE POINT OFF THE STARBOARD BOW"

the sound snapped me from my thoughts and brought a look of glee on my face..

"uh oh that face is never good" Tamira laughed, i smiled at her Tamira was like a mother to me careing for me since i was brought aboard she was a beautiful woman long raven hair, sunkissed skin and honey golden eyes. The polar opposite of my Auburn hair, Alabaster skin and Stormy grey eyes...

She looked no older than her late 20's men where dumbfounded once the found out she was 46 somedays i could swear shes secretly a witch.

"what, im smiling arnt i Tam" i grinned at her,

" yes, you are but yours eyes have clouded over in Mischief like a tempest, that normally means trouble" she looked at me pointedly and she was right. I held my hands up

"You win Tam, this score is going to be a big one that will set us up for years" i beamed at the thought,

"And what score would that be?" she asked bemused

"The Cilliak Saphire" my face wore a smug smirk i had been working on this plan since i was a child and a friend of Wilhelm's, Lady Tatiana Gervasol he snuck me into a ball at the Amaris palace as her niece and saw the jewl glistening like the ocean deep on the Queen.

Tamria frowned "Eliza i dont wamt you to do this its to dangerous child"

I grimmaced 'child' i hated the term more and more as i got older women my age where usually married with at least two bairns by now and yet i am still called a child.

"Tam im 21 now its very far fetched to refer to me as a child" she didnt relpy just looked at me with that worried look that mother give their children when the leave home.

"I will be carful, Max has been working on the inside of the palace for two months, i have my entry route and exit mapped out to perfection" she sighed

"fine but if you are caught its not the rope youll have to worry about its me ill murder you for being so reckless"

I couldnt help but laugh, she was really like my mother.

With that the sounds of the ship docking reached my ears.

Camillia cove, a hidden port under a mountain for pirates to meet and rest and hide while visiting the kingdom of Amaris in a rural and untouched area of the kingdom a days ride south of the Capital city, Chastine. And in two days a great ball will take place for the Crown prince Aiden's birthday the perfect cover to sneak in grab the jewl and sneak out.

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(GASP!)

"Ah! Carla are you TRYING to break my sternum!?" i spit while holding my ribs

"Oh please Eliza, my mother has had you in corsets since you were 12" she rolles her eyes, Mistress Carla Sophia Gervasol my only friend my age and the only child to Lady Tatiana.

"Yes but she did tighten them this much!" i exclaimed,

"oh ever so dramatic Liza its the fashion these days plus it helps hide your muscular frame you might be blessed with curves but ladys of our family are delicate and supple"

"Ahahahahahaha, delicate you oh my gods that it the funnest thing ive..... AH YOU b***h" my laughter cut short by her yanking hard on the strings of my corset.

"dont f**k with the woman who can crush your ribcage in one pull then" she smirked at me and we both began to laugh,

"well thats tight enough"

"you think?" i spat ribs still stinging,

"Oh quit your whining and go put on your dress" she waved a hand toward the long satin and chiffon, off the shoulder A-line dress Tatiana had made for me. It was absolutely gorgeous a satin bodice with long fitted sleaves and a plunging sweetheart neckline and red satin rimming the collar embroidered with gold vines, the skirts simple yet flowing with the top 3 layers black chiffon the the 4th a layer of red the was longer than the rest giving the skirts a trim and finally a red layer of satin on the bottom. Its fit me like a golve even with the overly tightened corset (Carla must of planed this as pay back for the frog prank the last time i visited) i look at myself in the mirror and am stunned i look like my mother with my hair coiled in a volumous bun on the crown of my head with two curled tuffts of hairs hangung down framing my face and finnaly the only thing left from my original life the black velvet choker with a white opal pendent haning off it..... My mothers that i snatched off her neck as i fell overboard into the water below.

"You look like an empress my child" Tatiana's voice sounded from the doorway.

"Good evening mother" Carla responded,

"Thank you Tati it is beautiful you have my upmost apriciation for this" i bowed my head in thanks to which she mearly tutted,

"Please Liza i dont mind helping you and your crew ever you were my dear friends ward, plus i cant wait to see the face of that spoild Queen Sarentina when she realises her prize amulet gone" she smiled at the thought, "anyways girls the carriage is waiting... Wait one moment missy" she puts a hand on my shoulder to stop me before picking up a dark red lipstick from the table and applying it to my currently bare lips,

"there you are ready let us make hast" with that she sweeps me out the room and down the stairs to the dooe to enter the carriage.

This is it the night i take a treasure i have longed for since childhood will finally be mine.....

{Aiden's POV}

'Balls i loath them' i think to myself as i stand looking in the mirror at the outfit my mother had chosen for my birthday celebration, a long fitted white shirt under and equally fitted blue tunic with silver embroidery and black trousers that could not be seen beyond the knee due to my almost knee high leather hunting boots.

I dont understand these events they bore me filled with fake smiles, lord trying to get in my good graces for when i become king and ladies throwing themselves at me in order to gain the title of feature queen, their pining would not amount to anything i despise desprate women though it doesnt hurt to take advantage of their willingness to be with me sometimes.

"Your Highness, the ball has now begun your mother requests your presence" i hear from behind i voice i know all to well my best friend, cousin and Captain of the gaurd Fabien, "ugh, well then i guess its time to face the music" i say as i push my hair out of my face

"And the swooning vultures(cough) i mean ladies" he retorted smirk on his face as he casually leamed against the door for me to move, i couldn't help but laugh as i fastened my sheath to my belt and strode out the door

"And may i also say Aiden you look like a right prat" he said falling in step beside me,

"watch how you speak to you feature king Fabian!" i say mock scolding him

"Apologise my lord, may i say you look like a right royal prat sir" we both laughed as we made our way to the ballroom, when we arrived the smell of expensive perfume, Champagne and food hit my nose like a storm,

"AIDEN MY DARLING!" i hear my mother excliam as she tackles me into a crushing hug,

"Happy birthday dear. Ah Fabien i didnt see you there good eavening" i loved my mother but she could be very overbearing

"Good eavening Aunt, apologies for the swift departure but i must return to my post. My Queen, your highness" he bows and leaves shooting me a look of sorry as he walks away.

"traitor" i mumble,

"what was that dear?" my mother asks "Nothing mamar thank you for the greeting i think i am going to mingle with the guests" she frowns but nods as i make my hurried escape to the nearest glass of champagne.

"I think that was the quickest you have escaped your mother at a function and without a metion of any court ladies" fabien states as he apears behind me,

"i think she has given up since once a lady has graced my bed i never bring her back" i say hoping that what i just said was true,

"or with all your whoremongering not a single decent lady wants you, seriously man i dont know how you haven't got an STD yet" he smirks as i nudge him in the side for that comment. I turn to get us both a glass of champagne when the server catches my attention with a low aprriciative whistle, i follow the direction he is looking and i see before me a sight to behold the most beautiful woman i have ever seen entering with my mothers least favourite Courtisan Lady Tatiana and her daughter Clara, they where both small patite women beautiful yet plane with sandy blonde hair and brown eyes, but this goddess that glided alongside them was a picture of pure perfection.

Auburn hair that burned like fire under the light coiled upon her head, skin like porcelain china and curves that all the ladies in the room envyed and her stunning yet simple black and red dress hugged to every one of them while complenting her skin and her eyes thick with lashes and looked the most lobly oale shade of blue. Fabian caught my gaze and went rigid, "Nu uh, nope, not happening" he said waveing a hand infront of my fixcated eyes,

"why not" i murmured trying to keep track of the flowing beauty,

"Because thats Eli... Amelia Batheron the Lady Tatiana's Neice your mother would have an anurism if she saw you with her" he spat

" calmed down Fabian im 25 what my mother thinks does not matter, plus her feud with the Lady Tatiana is trifling anyways" Fabian sighed at my response and trudged away in defeat.

"Amelia what a lovly name.... Boy" i signal over a serving boy Roric i believe his name," can you run and fetch me a blue rose from the garden please and with hast i shall wait right here" he nods and i toss him a silver coin to make him go faster.

{Eliza's POV}

Balls are tiering yet fun i stand he talking to a gaggle of court ladies who are friends with Carla just trying to fly under the radar until i see my chance to sneak away up to the Treasury and get out of here, i raise my glass to my lips to take a sip when a hand gently taps me on the shoulder i turn round and see an extremely handsome man before me and man he was tall, at 5 ft 6 im relatively tall for a women and in 4 inch heals i reach nearly 6ft yet this man still towers over me he must be at leasy 6ft 4, i give him a long once over taking in his stature and looks and damn he was a snack, broad shoulders and muscular arms and chest that where not concealed by his shirt and tunic, dark brown almost black hair that was swept up and to the side showing his chiseld jaw line and handsome features but by far those eye like Tamiras a honey, golden brown that i could get lost in, i snapped out of my stare when Carla and the others around me bowed

"Your highness" they said in unison, oh no this man is the crown prince i better be careful,

"Good evening my lord, what brings you to mingke with the likes of me" i asked trying my best to be respectful as i could.

" I saw you enter the room and could not help but meet the beauty that has so captivated my attention" his voice caught me off gaurd it was low and husky but at the same time was like his eyes soothing like honey, but unfortunately for him, his whoremongering ways are heard by even the likes of me and being around womanizers like Wilhelm himself since a child their tricks do not affect me, but i humoured him

" My that is very brash of you your highness, but surely you jest, why me out of all these lovly ladies of status are surrounding us as we speak, unless you have already had you fill?" it wasnt so much a question as it was a challenge i could feel Carla's horror as she heard me being disrespectful, but the prince seemed to enjoy my challenge as his face moulded into of of shock then quickly hunger.

"Well my lady Amelia i see the sharp tough and quick whit of your family have also deigned you as well as your aunt" he smirks, of course he knows me as my ailius u stare at him pointedly waiting for him to continue,

"Well my lady the reason i impose, is i wish to give you this" he drolls out presenting a blue coloured rose handing it to me as he bows his head,

"Blue? My lord the guesture is thoughtfull but i do nit believe it goes with my outfit" i look down to my black and red dress before he opens his mouth to speak,

"Yes but it does go with your eyes my lady" he says with a small smile as if triumphant in this joust of wits, i look at the flower and take in its intoxicating scent and smirk as i i say

"Well you highness if you believe my eyes to be blue then you havent been looking long enough" i state in a sultry tone before placing the rose in his lapell and turning on my heels and guiding away not before stopping a few feet away and looking over my shoulder "Good evening your highness and happy birthday"

I have no time for folly Princes and their flirting i must find Max to double check the gaurds rounds making sure nothing had changed.....

(Author's note:)

Hiya everyone thank you for reading the first chapter of my book i apologise for any spelling mistakes im not to sure when each chapter will be released as im writing this for fun so will take my time but ill try to get one released every 3 weeks let me know what you think in the comments i hope you enjoyed it see you next time :)