The Whore, the Knights & the Librarian

Marie Haine is thirteen summers and the youngest daugther of the Duke and Duchess of Pretonia. She is newly betrothed to the King of The Moonlight Isles and will be his 9th wife. Rumours are that King Francis XVIII has killed and devoured Marie's predecessors but her parents insist that she must go through with the marriage. They have gone so far as to lock her in her room - guarded day and night - because the last time they tried to wed off a daugther, she fled and vanished. Now Marie's three brothers Nikolaii, Cesare and Peter travel to her missing sister - who is now Captain of one of the most infamous pirate ship in The Five Seas - to get her help and free Marie from her nearly sealed destiny. NB! I am writing this for ma'self, and there currently isn't anyone else who reads this so as the lazy person I am I haven't editted any of it. Should there at some point be someone out there who actually reads this and actually cares about whether it's editted... then please do tell me!

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1. Prologue

Authors NOTE: 

Here's a link to the family tree of Anne Haine. It will give you an insight in how the family is eight years after this prologue, should you find yourself confused: http://www.familyecho.com/?p=QM0S6&c=hb9grwlj2d&f=623929165317613825

Anne Haine was only eleven summers old and yet she was to be married before the next fullmoon. Most young women - because she was a women grown now as Mother was so fond of reminding her, she had bled twice already - would rejoice to get married and to a King nonetheless. King Francis of The Moonlight Isles. Still Anne found no comfort in the prospect... King Francis was twenty-one summers old and had lived a decade longet than her. Hearsay had it that he was quite fond of women and that his pleasures sometimes could be considered heinous or violent. 

This day in March was the day her soon-to-be In-laws were to come and inspect her. This was a normal custom in the higher ranks of nobility the family of the groom would like to see what they were getting. These inspections were done when an engagement agreement was established and once just before the actual wedding. The bride would show up as the Gods had created her and she was then inspected from top to toe... her ladyparts, hips and breasts being of vital importance since the thing all nobles lust for more than anything is heirs. 

Anne was aroused just before dawn by her Mother - the Lady Louise -, her Grandmother - the Lady Rovenna - and her aunts - the Ladies Katherine and Ashlinn. They were the supreme Matriarchs of the noble family of Haine and therefore the women in charge of all the arrangements for the upcoming wedding. They'd had the maids prepare a scolding hot bath for Anne and scrubbed her raw with the finest horsehair brushes. After the bath she was doused in scents and perfumes and had her makeup applied. She was then presented with the simple dress she was going to were before the inspection. It was a light beige silk dress fastened only by a tiny belt studded with beautiful white pearls. Her Grandmother bound  her hair in a simple style traditional for virgins.

Once fully dressed the final touches were made before escorting her to the smallest of Alcátay's three ballrooms. The room was exquisetly decorated for the occasion - a visit from the Royal family always raised such a fuss. A table was set up with various foods and vines. Grapes and sugar raisins from Siss. Honeycovered scarabs from the deserts of Marquiss. Cheese and olives from Havena. All the most superbly in the Alcátay storages had been taken up and prepared for the guests. Anne could feel the nervousness in her tummy, her hands were shaking and she was sweating under the light touch of the silk fabric. Finally the trompets signalling the arrival of the Dowager Queen blared and all the servants began tripping and scrambeling around making sure everything was perfect.

After what felt like hours and seconds at the same time the doors opened and the Dowager Queen strode in disdainfully. She was accompanied by a wide variety of ladies and servants all looking rather pleased with themselves. Anne felt sick and nervously rubbed her belly but a reproving glare from her mother made stop. 

"Welcome Your Majesty. You honor us with Your radiant appearance" Mother's ass-licking words threatened to suffocate Anne. She had never understood the hierachy in which the world was divided. To tell the truth she never really cared. All Anne wanted was freedom. She hated the hours spent learning to sew and dance and speak nicely. She preferred her classes with Rodrigo Bones, a swordsman who secretly taught how to fight and act like a proper common man.

The Queen Dowager smiled meakly and signalled for us to rise from our bows. "I thank them for your kind words, Lady Louise. These are indeed joyous surcomstances. Still I am affraid that I do not have the time for kind words and polite chit chats, we have less than a fullmoon to prepare the Royal wedding. Shall we just begin with the inspection" she formed this as an order rather than a question and quickly the servants began tripping around again unfolding Anne's dress and undergarments 'till she was standing completely naked in front of the old crone's proud eyes.

After almost two hours the Queen Dowager seemed satisfied. She nodded to the Haine matriarch and then without a word turn and left, the processions of servants at her heels. Only once you could hear the sound of her chariot leaving did the Ladies give out sighs of relief. Anne was given back her silk dress and tried to drown her fears in it. Her Mother came over to her and gave her shoulder a little squeeze, gestured to the servants and left.

Anne was now escorted back to her room where she when finally left alone broke down in sobs and cries. She was scared to death... not because of her upoming wedding but because of her thousands escape plans. Anne did not even truly believe that this wedding would be consumated, she thought with all her heart that she would escape before anything happened. She had it all planned out.

Tonight a tradesmen ship known as the 'Captain's Girl' would berth at the docks carrying silks and other fabrics from the cities of Siss to the markets of Pretonia. Anne knew the captain an old sailor who often berthed near Alcátay. She had always enjoyed playing at the docks watching the mighty ships come and go and Captain Jolly Joy of the Captain's Girl would often invite her to join him at the ship for a game of cards. Anne had a hope that he might take pity on her and let her hide among the boxes and barrels in the storage room of Captain's Girl.

She looked out the window and down to the port of Alcátay. She would definitely miss this. The smell of the trade markets with stalls of hams and sausages, clothes and jeweleries. She would miss her Mother's stern looks and her Grandmother's long lectures, her Fathers warm smile and her Twin Nikolaii's sweet laughter, the days spent with Rodrigo Bones behind the oaktree trying to learn using swords and spears. She would miss it all. The tears once again tried to fall but Anne managed to control herself. She insisted on leaving Alcátay with her head held high.

 

THAT NIGHT

Fat Victor was Port Administrator a very important and vital job if you asked him. He were to make sure that every ship coming and going to the port of Alcátay had the papers in order and was carrying neither more nor less than exclaimed. Still such a job would in the end tire every man and when the well known ship 'Captain's Girl' went to sea that night he did not find it nescessary to check every inch of the ship's storage room. Especially not since the Captain was so generous with his vines and foods. And the thought that his Lordships oldest daugther and the King's fiancé was hiding among the crate on 'Captain's Girl' certainly did not even cross his slow mind. 

 

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