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A King's Ransom

The seas were calm as the Aurora cut through the currents like a knife. Cecilia was at the helm, her gaze fixed on the horizon. The warm sea air had always reinvigorated her and helped clear her head for thinking. The sense of unease that filled her heart was increasing the closer they approached that crazy old duke's summer home. She didn't understand his motives for kidnappings the princess, or whether his despotic plan would even work. Her brow furrowed with concern. This not knowing rubbed her the wrong way, to say the very least.

"Ramsey," she called to her first mate, who was always somewhere close by. "I'm having second thoughts." Ramsey raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"That's a dangerous new habit, Cap'n," he replied with a smile. "What about?"

Cecilia expressed her concern over the duke's plan, advising him that he should prepare the men for anything. The sea smelled of treachery and she didn't like it. "I'll advise the crew," he said with conviction. Ramsey trusted his captain and never second guessed her intuition. As her first mate walked off to fulfill his duty, a nervous lieutenant walked up to the helm.

"Cap'n, she's knocked on the door," Salty Nate was a nervous little man with thinning hair and missing teeth. He had a nervous tick that made him look a bit crazy, but Cecilia thought him harmless. He never gave her cause to worry, and he performed his duties to the letter, never causing much of a fuss.

"Delightful. Thank you Nate." She left him in charge of the wheel as she headed down towards the door of her quarters. She produced her key and unlocked the door, "I see you've decided to join us, Princess," her tone was teasing, the mischievous smile crept over her face. "Of all the dresses in that wardrobe, you choose the plainest one? You surprise me, highness." The soft green of the dress made Elena look radiant, but Cecilia would never say it aloud. She extended her hand, "Would you like a tour?"

A King's Ransom

No worries! I'm working on my patience hahaha. There are a lot of ship puns, omg.

Edit: I was thinking we should cause some mayhem in a bit. Like maybe the duke could betray Ceci and have one of his own ships attack to take the Princess? What do you think? Maybe they kidnap her and Ceci saves her or something.

Lady's Maid [kittyfantastic & Red]

I know she likes her but is having a hard time admitting it xD

It's a lot more money than I have now. I've seen people do it before. Maybe there's a number or something to call and talk to someone. I'll share whatever I find with you so we're both informed. I mean it's worth a shot! I excited hahaha

Modern Horror Idea

Bump.

Female Partner for F/F?

The mistress x housewife sounds fun, would you mind if it was in a different era?

Female Partner for F/F?

badump bump.

My Friend Is a Vampire (nallore&kittyfantastic)

Sorry for the wait and length xD Would you mind giving me a little more to go on? Maybe more dialogue, or perhaps a bit more insight into Andrea and her life the past five years?

My Friend Is a Vampire (nallore&kittyfantastic)

Valeria was surprised at Andrea's reaction at first. She had been expecting a bit of a more dramatic greeting, perhaps a slap in the face or something equally harsh. It was also a shock to her that she didn't seem to flinch at her coldness or her pale skin. In her friend's defense however, it was quite dark outside. Everything still looked the same, her fiery red hair, her deep brown eyes still filled with passion.

"May I come in?" she said hopefully. She wanted to tell her everything that had happened to her in the last few years.

Movement of the Intrepid

I am sorry for such a long wait, I had to play catch up with all my other plays. My wrist has been acting up so I'm a bit slow at the moment. And don't apologize for drama! Drama is good, and this is definitely a dramatic scenario. I enjoy reading your writing, so no need to worry about that either xD

Movement of the Intrepid

There was a sense of confusion currently overwhelming Sura. The woman sitting at her table was German, she loved the Fatherland, she represented the chaos that was sweeping the young girl's home and here she was being very amiable, when all Sura wanted to do was hate her. The fact that she held a noble position didn't help matters much, on top of the way she sounded conflicted about the situation herself.

Sura sighed, it was useless trying to make sense of the entire situation. She would only get a headache, giving her reason to stop overanalyzing it. "That is the Germans' problem," she said with exasperation. "None of you have the power to cleanse anything. God is the only one with the power to decide who lives and who dies. I don't know why you Germans think you have that power."

She tried to be patient, but every word she heard from the Germans was a crock and it angered her. "If you believe any of this," she gestured around her, "is right, then you are misled. There is nothing cleansing about any of it. It's murder!" She couldn't help but get angry. She missed her father, she missed her sister. Every night she slept alone in a cot in the back of the café, wondering, hoping, that her family and friends were alright. She dreamt every night of fighting back and giving the Germans a taste of their own medicine.

She laughed when the woman assumed she was Gestapo. "Oh darling, you of all people know the Gestapo better than anyone," she said still laughing, "and after what you just told me, do you think you'd still be alive? I just want to show you how this inhuman war looks from my perspective, that and no more. You may leave if you wish, but perhaps seeing it from my eyes will help that feeling of doubt in your heart." She looked into her eyes, hoping that she could see the sadness in them.