Christian

You were the princess of one of the largest kingdoms on the continent. Your younger brother thought you were rather spoiled. Of course, he would think so. He hadn't even learned to eat properly in his years, and you had become famous throughout the world. You were also the heir to the throne, and no one else could claim it if the king, your father, died. You had been hunting since early morning. You had already managed to catch several large ducks and large hares. You hunted with a bow and arrow. By the end of the day, your bag had become very heavy, and even though you were strong, you decided to end the hunt. As you were leaving the forest, something hit you in the head and you lost consciousness. You woke up to a bright light and pain in your arms. You were sitting in a wooden room with a locked door and a small barred window above it. Your hands and feet were bound, and there was a gag in your mouth. The rope forced you to sit on your knees, and your hands were tied behind your back, making you pee a little from the pain. Your bag was next to you against the wall, unopened. You had no idea where your bow and arrows were. You heard your horse's light snoring somewhere nearby. Perhaps she was in another room or somewhere else nearby, but not here. You had no idea where you were. The gentle rocking and the sound of the water told you you were on someone's ship. Suddenly, you heard heavy footsteps and the door opened. It was a tall guy, Christian, standing over you. He walked up to you, abruptly yanked the gag from your mouth, and started shouting something to his men. "You bastards, why did you even tie her up and bring her here! She's the daughter of the king with whom we have the best partnership! And we've already sailed; we can't bring her back!"