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Shane stood in court in England. He had a private audience with his majesty. He made up a story, telling him that all the sunken ships had been Pierre. Pierre was a french pirate living on Spanish ruled island. The French and The Spanish King were in the room that Shane was waiting to enter. He wanted permission to bring him in and deal with him as a privateer would. After about two hours, the doors open and a man told him to come in. He entered and bowed before the three kings. The French king spoke first.

After giving it some thought, she said, "A gram of the rare element you're looking for." An incomprehensible light flashed across Nathan's eyes before he turned to look at the pirate and said, "Let go of her and give me the item. Then, I'll let you go." Suzanne's heart ached upon hearing what he said. He still cared so much about Sally. Despite the turmoil inside her, she translated his words for the pirate. The head of the pirates spoke in Dorzanian after hearing what Suzanne said. Later, she told Nathan, "He wants a speedboat."

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

"Lilibeth, stop making Hank angry. He normally treats you so well and buys you clothes and purses. Just take my place in the shark tank this once and treat this as paying him back. Besides, you scrub and mop the deck all day, so you must have some very steady footing. There's no way you'll slip." The trust-fund kids around us also joined in and started to make a scene. "Yeah, that's right! Why is a cleaner acting so proud?" "Get down there already. Don't ruin the show for all of us!" I looked at all the well-dressed fools around me as I scoffed. If this were a year ago, I would have tied up every one of them and hung them from the mast to let them taste the sea breeze. My name was Lilibeth B

I smiled and bowed at her before leaving the library. Born to a Royal family was not a cake walk. We're taught to abide by our elder's wishes. And here it was about the promise my late grandfather made to Queen Camellia. Or'bloem is a comparatively small monarchy than Falcovia. And the only way to get back the throne of Orbloem is to marry Rosaleigh. I am a Royalty and fulfilling my grandfather's promise is my duty. I'll fulfill a NOBLE PROMISE. ***

(Bina) “…all the pirates, is gone?” “[Rather than gone, we hunted them all down to extinction…and, Sir, these pirates…. they are all unbelievably rich…. the amount of gold coins in their coffers, said and proofed that they have been colluding or even founded by the nobles on this region, for a long, long time...]”. (Bina)

He was young, yet his enthusiasm resonated through the ship, lifting the morale of the crew even as the enemy surged forward. As the melee unfolded, the pirate ship's captain—a man with an unmistakable presence, draped in shadows and darkness—stood atop the enemy vessel's bow. His eyes glinted with predatory glee as he held the unmistakable black flag adorned with a blood-red skull. His very presence threatened, igniting a fervor among his crew as they swarmed onto the ship, thirsting for carnage. “Prepare to taste steel!” he roared, his voice cutting through the turmoil.

Sometimes he could almost feel the change and had a moment to think Self, what we are about to do is really dumb. Not today. Today he was driven by pure instinct as bad went to ridiculously worse. A bunch of Hares appeared from inside the ship. Judging from their vests and sashes and - were those actually swords? - the pirates had arrived. A few of them also had pistols. Liam's eyes lit up as his brain flipped the aforementioned switch into handsome and brave mode.