Prince Eric's Ship Novels & Stories

A year from now… within a year… all the bloody mess will unravel. Leaving the Crown Prince’s bedroom quarter, Alicia bit her lips hard. *** Dozens of ships floated picturesquely on the calm, raging sea. The rough winds that sunk Coulson’s ship disappeared without a trace. The weather was sunny and clear as Ehrlich’s ship docked on the port. Unlike the picturesque scenery of the sea, the atmosphere at the port was stern and of high tension knowing that their own ship could arrive at any moment and dye the sea with its own blood.

A few minutes passed. The longer they waited, the less hope there was. The waves crashed on the side of the boat, which made it sway unevenly. Several large ships quietly appeared in the distance with their sails raised high. Angie’s bodyguard noticed the ships. His expression changed. “Miss, someone is approaching. Let’s leave!” Angie shook her head and pulled Eric. “Let’s go together.” Eric wished that he could throw this clingy woman into the sea. He hated this woman to death.

But he didn’t have time to worry about that because a gun was now pointed at Rita’s temple by Eric as he laughed maniacally. “Stay clear!! Otherwise, this beauty’s brain will be scattered all over this sea.” Chris heard Eric say and his stomach twisted. “S – Sir.. what do we do?” Robert asked. “Keep going..” Chris said as he closed his eyes, he could feel anger flaring inside his body. No one threatens his woman. “I’m warning you, stop right now. Chris, I guess you don’t love your—” Bang!! A gunshot sound cut off Eric’s words. With his eyes wide open, he fell to the ground just as the ship reached the dock.

“Sera.” Eric called for his wife the moment he entered inside their quarters. A smile was on his face, since he had finally achieved the part of securing them a spot on the boat that was leaving for the Great population tomorrow. He had left this early morning even before anyone could wake up to a new day to arrange their leave with the co-captain.He as well has bribed the man to make sure that every plans of his to leave with his wife and Seraphina were discreet.

I’ve done my best. ‘Hey, don’t close your eye.’ The officer dropped his head, and died. Prince Philip was angry and mad. The war was getting worse. The pirates are roaring, though there was great lose on their side. Captain Taylor ran to one of the guns, pushed the dead officer on it aside, and aimed the engine side of the pirate ship, and shot at it. There was a great blast. The ship was badly damaged, and gave out a wrecking sound. There was fire everywhere.

And then, any words he might have wanted to say never left his mouth as he stared in shock at whatever captured his attention. Or perhaps… whoever. “Eric?” he questioned. All of a sudden, everyone—including myself—immediately whirled around to meet the face of none other than the Second Prince himself. Wearing a dark suit that clung a little too loosely to his thin frame, he matched the attire of his siblings but looked very much out of place with the anxiety-ridden expression that marred his skinny face. Prince Eric shuffled awkwardly with everyone’s attention suddenly on him. “I-I’m sorry for showing up so late.”

But he didn’t. The connection cut out and Christine gasped. She had to get out. She couldn’t die here. “The Envoy is gone, Prince!” someone called. Christine curled her hands into fists. “The vessel had their shields up and sped out at maximum speed, sir,” another announced. Christine looked around the room. How would she get out of here? “And they left the female Captain to me?” the Crown Prince looked me over. “What do I do with a human female? Lock her up. It’s okay if she dies. No need to keep her fed and use our resources on her.”

“Then you haven’t been listening. You have been doing the things you wanted which shows.” “Maybe you are right, but the royals have not said anything about it. Which only means that they see what I see,” Eric says. As if their words are being heard, a voice says, “Eric, you went against the law,” Eric stiffens. He had not thought that reckoning will be coming so soon. Annalise can’t help grinning which makes him know he is cooked. "You were told to do nothing to the prince and now he is marked with the curse of death," the royal says.

"What did you do to him?" Sam asked, his stance alert. "He's somewhere in there. We've tossed most of the bodies overboard but had to leave before finishing the job." Wruy replied. I knew this meant the prince's father, the king of the sea, wasn't far off. This ship wouldn't survive another attack. "Fuck sake." Sam sighed out, pinching the bridge of his nose. "We're almost in Envy, my King. They won't be able to get on land." Wruy said with a shrug of his shoulders.

“My Prince, I have thought about this matter, fifty on each side. For me, it is an honor to cooperate with the Crown Prince." Eric looked at Jon and said honestly, he nodded and sent the person to bring the contract that was prepared in advance. Eric read it once and felt very good, so he cooperated to sign the paper. starting now the Marit Kingdom is the first territory to be imported oil for his Kingdom, Eric promises his peanut oil will only cooperate with Crown Prince Jon but does not prevent Eric from cooperating with other Kingdoms. Jon only feels useful for his Kingdom and himself. "I heard, Crown Prince Aron is going to marry Princess Selena."