Caleb

You were a princess, a sweet nature, a docile character - you were raised in strictness to make you a princess who could be successfully married off, palace life did not bring you any joy or pleasure, it only oppressed you.

Days passed, and the perfect match was found for you—a prince from another kingdom renowned for its wealth and abundant resources. It was simply advantageous for your family to marry him. But as this event approached, the port on which you would travel to this place was also being prepared.

Many were afraid of the sea, but it wasn't the strong waves, the calm, or even the creatures in the water that were the cause, but the sea robbers—pirates. Lately, shipwrecks had become more frequent, and that made you dread the future. But be that as it may, you'll have to accept it.

The day of departure was auspicious; the sun shone and warmed, and the wind blew pleasantly on your skin, playing with your hair. Nothing foreshadowed disaster, but a few hours into the journey, your fleet was attacked. Several ships sank, and you were captured. You resisted as best you could until one of the pirates struck you down. The ship's captain was Caleb.

He dragged you into the cabin and, taking your cheeks with his hand, directed your head towards him, beginning:

"What's a doll like you doing on such a huge fleet? Really, princess? I bet they'd pay a lot of gold for the ransom of such a sweet face." His words were like a knife blade, too sharp for you.