《Julie Rogers, The Pirate's Love Vengeance》


 Prologue

    It was an ordinary day in the territory of Nassau. A petite cranberry-haired girl rouses her sister, June, with a sense of urgency. The sun has yet to rise, providing the perfect opportunity to pilfer scraps from the ships setting sail. But the girls are not alone. Alongside them, countless destitute children of pirates and prostitutes partake in the same survival ritual.


    After a successful heist, the girls sit on some branches by the shore to savor the fruits of their labor.


    June and Mei take pride in regaling each other with tales of their father, the infamous pirate Red beard.


    They dream of joining his crew one day. However, in Nassau, survival isn''t easy. In a moment of distraction, a boy tries to snatch Mei''s bread. As the oldest sibling and Mei''s only family, June swiftly strikes the boy on the head with her stick.


    A crimson-clad elderly woman, heavily adorned with makeup and a scowl, approaches the girls.


    "Julie, you can''t behave so uncouthly! Can''t you see they are just as wretched as you?" she chides.


    "Like me?!" questions June, her head held high with pride. "Do you know who my father is? One day, you will bow at my feet, everyone will!" she proclaims.


    "And I suggest you leave my sister alone from now on!" adds the slender-framed redhead, shouting after the fleeing boy on the beach.


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    "June, my dear, I have seen many men, and I will tell you this!" interrupts the old lady, continuing her disapproving approach.


    ¡°With your attitude, I can assure you of one thing. one day you may hold the title of captain, little June, but in this day you will witness your ships sinking, your men betraying you, and all that you hold dear will be lost at the bottom of the vast ocean.


    The higher you climb, the harder you fall, as they say.¡±


    Of course, June was not really attentive to these words; after all, she was only seven years old with a lot to keep her busy. Mei, struggling to keep up with June, apologized to the lady and they both disappeared into the mist that shrouded that morning on Narsal Island.


    Their stroll began at the "Dead Man''s Bar," a notorious establishment in Nassau where unconscious drunks often slept outside, easy targets for pickpockets. Later, the second bar closed early, leaving no drunken men outside, but it was still a good spot to catch up on news and hear stories from old "retired" pirates.


    "Most of them have lost at least one bodily member," June added, and that''s why she referred to it as the "One-Member Bar."


    By noon, if they were lucky, they could make it to the butcher''s shop first and earn some work that was paid for with leftover meat. However, if luck was not on their side, they would have to go hunting for wild animals, which wouldn''t be a problem if June didn''t have to take her four-year-old sister Mei along. Unfortunately, Mei was frail and weak, making it essential for June to be the first to reach the butcher''s shop.


    In the afternoon, they would have to visit the brothel where they resided to clean up. Only then would they have a roof over their heads.


    And at night, they slept in the barn behind the house, ready to do it all over again the next day

 The return of the Redbeard

    Everything changed that day...


    The morning of July''s 10th birthday marked a profound change for June and her sister, Mei. on this particular day, an unusual commotion stirred the neighborhood.


    The warning bell rang much earlier than usual, setting everyone into a frenzy. Prostitutes hurriedly applied their makeup, some still batting behind their houses with cold water buckets. The kitchen was abuzz, and the sound of people running away with horses permeated the air.


    "It''s the red beard crew!" someone cried outside. The mere mention of this notorious pirate was enough to strike fear in the hearts of the locals, causing many to retreat to safety.


    In contrast to most of the Nassau pirates, the RedBeard was more feared than respected.


    June knew this all too well, and for her it sounded amazing to be that man''s daughter.


    "Be quick and pack up, Mei! Daddy is back!" June whispered urgently.


    "I''m scared, June," Mei replied timidly.


    "I need you to be strong, Mei. We can''t miss this chance, okay?" June said firmly.


    "But June!" Mei protested, fear painting her face.


    "He may never come back to this island. We need to leave on that ship this today, no matter what," - June said with determination.


    And so, the two young girls, June and Mei, made their way to El Porto where they stood proudly at the docks.


    Even Mei, who was usually shy and hiding behind her sister, couldn''t contain her excitement while looking to the huge pirate ships.


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    ****


    Standing at the port, two young girls gazed in admiration at the ships docking, eagerly observing as pirates unloaded their wares and traders haggled with them. It was a bustling scene, teeming with activity.


    "June! Is that you?" a friendly voice called out, recognizing her immediately. It was one of the Redbeard''s men who had known June since she was little.


    "Yes, Thulium! We''re ready to talk to Dad!" June replied eagerly.


    "No, no way! U-turn!" Thulium exclaimed.


    "Thulium, you don''t understand!That old lady at the house keeps increasing our overnight stay. Soon she will ask me to start working there with those women!" -June pleaded.


    "Those women?!" Th¨²lium gasped raising one of his tick eyebrows.


    "Yes! The ones that scream at night. It''s disgusting!" June explained, the frustration evident in her voice.


    Other men passing by started to laugh, understanding that she was refering to prostitutes.


    But their conversation was interrupted by a commanding voice that silence everyone.


    "Is that my offspring?! They are coming with us," the Red beard''s voice boomed. And no one dared to defy him.


    Th¨²lium trembled at the thought of going against the Red beard, but he understood that the girls were in danger of staying in Nassau by themselves.


    He knew all too well the traps set for women in those houses, and he couldn''t let that be their fate.


    ***


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    As Julie matured, her beauty attracted much attention. Even her shabby attire failed to hide her beauty. With her fiery red hair and emerald eyes, she grew more alluring with each passing day, causing men to gawk at her.


    Although there was no danger among the residents of Narsal, who knew and protected each other, on certain nights the city was taken over by strangers, fugitive slaves, and merchants. June had narrowly evaded these outsiders on numerous occasions, but she constantly feared for her sister''s safety.


    On the very next day, the girls depart from Nasal with the Red Beard Crew.


    Standing on her father''s ship, Julie couldn''t help but feel a hint of sadness for leaving Nassau behind. Despite its dangers, it was her home, and she knew every resident.


    As she held her sister''s hands and embarked on the journey, June couldn''t help but ponder the irony of it all. The beautiful starry night, the gentle swaying of the ship, the refreshing breeze, and the man standing beside her in perfect harmony on the deck... it was everything she had dreamed of. Or so she believed.


    "Is beauty ever followed by pain? She wondered" while Nassau became nothing but a small light dot in the immense dark ocean.

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 Farewell, June

    After two days, June¡¯s consciousness returned as she was aboard a small ship at sea. She leaped from the bed in search of her sister, but instead encountered Howarding.


    Aged and robust, Howarding possessed a large belly and brimming white beard, matched with a gentle voice and rare softness for a man - qualities even rarer in pirates.


    Of course, none of this mattered. She was furious and couldn''t contain her anger.


    As she yelled at him, june took a blade and advancing towards the old Howarding.


    "How dare you! Why did you take me from my sister? I will never forgive you, old man!" she seethed.


    "However, your sister was most likely sold to nobles as a servant," calmly responded Howarding, disarming her. "What do you plan to do now?" he inquired.


    Julie cast her eyes downward, feeling powerless. She couldn''t even escape from a simple wagon - ¡°that¡¯s why her father had sold us¡± she thought.


    Feeling hopeless, she locked herself inside the ship''s deck for three days, refusing to eat or drink, crouched in a dark corner, anticipating death''s embrace.


    Unable to bear her despondent behavior any longer, Howarding, who had endured numerous battles and lost many comrades, finally broke down the door and forcibly took hold of her.


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    "Someone is waiting for you - your sister. She would never give up on you," he mused.


    Julie glanced at him, her face void of emotion.


    "She is out there, waiting for someone who will never come. Don¡¯t you pity her?" And with those words, Howarding gave her a loaf of bread, then walker toward the door.


    "The sea will either bring your salvation or consume you in its depths," he warned before closing the door. you gotta choose.¡±


    As he closed the door, he mused to himself about all the situation . He strode for several more meters before the sound of the door opening and a splash caught his attention.


    "The redhead jumped into the sea," one of his pirates announced.


    "Stop the boat!" Hawarding yelled, giving the order to halt.


    Feeling a twinge of regret, he anxiously scanned the water, as did his crew. But there was no sign of the girl. He stomped his foot, wondering, "Could she be under the boat or taken by something? Did she even know how to swim?"


    About 5 minutes later, he was caught by surprise by the voice, coming from behind his back


    "Then teach me, old man. How do I get my sister back?" The voice whispered behind him.


    It was the girl, she had let the sea decide her fate, and her body told her to live.


    Now she was there, the water dripping from her clothes to the old wooden deck, and her eyes fiercely looking to Howarding.


    In that moment he knew, the little June was gone.


    ¡° Right there I see you, Julie¡± he answered and continued. ¡°I won¡¯t be taking easy on you, so you better don¡¯t take easy too, little one¡±


    *****


    From that day years passed, and the girl grew into a young woman. Her once warm sapphire eyes now held a coldness, but her aura radiated that of a captain. She had grown up with that crew and had captured the hearts of each member. By the age of 12, she could defeat half of the crew in a sword fight.


    At 17, she made history as the youngest captain-major ever and the first to successfully break into the Pope''s state and steal the holy relics. She earned the title and respect as Captain Julia Rogers, known as the "blood Emerald."


    And if you were wondering about the name, she was a gem that everyone desired to possess, but the last thing those who crossed her path saw before meeting their bloody end.


    By the time she turned 20, she was one of the four most feared pirates in the nation, with a crew of 200 skilled men.

 The Remaining one

    June transformed into the notorious pirate captain , Julie Rogers.


    "May God repay your kindness," the beggar uttered.


    "If you could assist me, I am plagued by a gnawing hunger." Said the young lady.   Without further ado, the young beggar guided her towards a close tavern.


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    "How dare you, sir," the lady exclaimed, attempting to stand from the stool.


    "Where do you think you''re going, my daring one?" Said the man.¡° I bought you,you legally belong to me now¡±


    Consider yourself fortunate, my dear. The captain has a particular fondness for redheads, or else your mouth would be too occupied to let out a scream," the toothless man remarked, sporting a yellow smile.


    "A present?! For me!!! Haha ha. "


    ¡°Sure thing,Captain Macaster. A noble lady, a redhead. A rare gem, yet to be tamed,"


    ¡° Bet still virgin, make your bets man, cause I¡¯m soon to find out¡±.


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 Her Fate

    The Old Captain Macaster chuckled as he unbuttoned his pants and hummed as he walked down to the cellar.


    "I have something for you, miss, I hope you can handle it."


    His smile didn''t last long, as soon as he entered the dark basement, he saw that there was nothing there except for a dress on the floor. He then walked over and picked up the clothing from the ground. But before he could utter a word, a rope quickly wrapped around his neck and lifted him off the ground.


    The young girl was on the ceiling, holding a rope made from the remnants of her dress.


    "Alright me''luvver? long time no see ye!"


    "Argh, argh..." - Of course, a hanged man couldn''t answer her, but she didn''t mind at all.


    The low sounds of laughter, with a soft voice and emerald eyes that shimmered between flashes of light.


    "Do ye have something for me, Captain?" - The girl whispered, releasing the rope and dropping the captain to the ground.


    "Argh, Ji, Ju..."


    "Ah heard ye have a liking for redheads, Captain," the girl whispered, leaning in close to Macaster''s ear.


    Gasping for air, he was pale and unable to speak.


    "Say mah name, come on," she said excitedly, pulling out a knife from under her attire, attire that had previously been hidden beneath her white dress.


    "Julie, you whore, Julie Rogers," Captain Macaster said, one second before letting out a scream of excruciating pain.


    Macaster''s men, outside on the deck, oblivious to everything, were drinking and laughing.


    "Hahaha, that''s our captain!"


    "He sure knows how to have a good time!"


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    "Save some for me, captain, hahaha!"


    The men laughed.


    Their laughter didn''t last long, as the door to the cellar soon opened, revealing the captain covering his private parts with his hands, silencing the crew. Right behind him, a beautiful young woman with a confident smile and long red hair walked out. She wore a white blouse with a snug leather waistcoat, carried two guns and some knives, and her pants clung tightly to her slender, elongated body.


    Everyone was in shock.


    "Don''t mind me, Amh just a very welcome visitor, aren''t ah, Captain?" the woman said, flashing a seductive smile addressing the white and trembling captain who struggled to walk.


    The presence of the young woman shocked the crew, diverting their attention from the five giant vessels emerging from the fog. Each of these ships carried hundreds of men, Julie''s men and they were ready to disembark and massacre the small pirate fleet.


    "Captain Julie, you are indeed... agh... welcome..." Macaster struggled to speak, blood trickling down his foot.


    In an instant, the expression on Julie''s face changed. Her cold and serious expression made one question if she was the same noblewoman who had stepped aboard just a few hours ago in an elegant white dress and scared face.


    Macaster, weakened, fell to his knees, revealing his wounded private parts. A rat had bitten him and lay lifeless, blood flowing.


    "want me to assist ye, Captain? Shall ah handle the rat? " -she offered, casually tossing the captain''s tipped penis to the ground.


    "No, no!"


    Julie''s action was a gesture of kindness to prevent captain Macaster from bleeding to death. The rat had been keeping him alive. by stopping the castration bleeding.


    At this moment, the crew looked upon Julie Rogers with trembling fear. Their once drunk and happy faces now displayed cold seriousness.


    "Macaster''s crew, inhabitants of the ship Bistoch Revenge. Ah condemn ye for the crimes of debt and slavery. However, as is custom among pirates, yawl be the ones to judge your own captain based on his actions."


    After Julie''s proclamation, tension hung heavily in the air. Her men boarded the ship to seize the slaves and valuable goods.


    Julie was about to return to her own vessel when one of her men intercepted her.


    "Captain, this man claims there is something inside the captain''s quarters. Come and see!"


    Ascending the stairs, Julie entered the captain''s room. Lifted from beneath a grand carpet, a secret entrance was revealed.


    Requesting a lamp to be brought, Julie illuminated the secret entrance and stepped into the small, dark room. The unbearable stench and the sound of dripping water tortured her senses. Each footstep of her boots echoed through the cramped space until she stumbled upon something on the dimly lit floor.


    Her gaze followed the chain she had encountered, leading her to the darkest corner of the room. There was a man chained to the floor and ceiling, his arms and legs bound tightly, barely moving.


    The captain eagerly raised her flashlight to his face.


    Despite his wonds and malnutrition condition, the man possessed a robust physique. Red eyes hid beneath a cascade of long, dark hair, distinguishing him from the ordinary. There were no calloused hands that indicated manual labor, no old scars of battle. His pallid complexion spoke of long seclusion from sunlight.


    "An intriguing specimen, perhaps of noble lineage," whispered Julie to herself.


    "Captain, what shall we do with him?" inquired one of her men.


    Julie pondered the possibility of executing him, yet curiosity gnawed at her. If he truly hailed from nobility, what worth did he hold in this place? Could he possess valuable information?


    Furthermore, could he be a personal slave for the captain''s amusement? After all, the man was undeniably more alluring than the average individual.


    "Bring him aboard my vessel," Julie ordered.


    Unaware of it, in that moment, Julie Rogers condemned her crew to their fate.

 Heartaches

    Julie released him, fetched a napkin, and wrapped it around the man''s face.


    Her intention wasn''t to be gentle; rather, she was driven by curiosity about his features and any possible clues. However, the boy interpreted her actions in a different light.


    In truth, he couldn''t recall the last time someone had shown him any form of care. That''s why he looked at his rescuer with kindness in his eyes, before succumbing to sleep.


    Upon reaching the ship''s deck, Julie intended to inquire about the boy from Captain Macaster. However, the captain was nowhere to be found. "


    ¡°His own man had killed of him," one man told her.


    ***


    Three days passed before the boy opened his eyes in an unfamiliar place. He was still on a ship, but it was a completely different environment


    Julie''s vessels were new; the scent of fresh wood permeated the air. Windows were abundant, and although there were still deck rats, the area was as clean as possible. Food was regularly provided.


    After waking up, the boy remained silent, and it took a week before his savior, Captain Julie, visited him


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    It was a Sunday morning when a voice resounded outside.


    "Captain is here!"


    "How is the boy?" inquired a familiar voice, causing the young fellow to jolt in alertness.


    "He''s doing well, Captain, although he seems to have no memory and can barely speak," - replied another man dressed in white clothes, Doctor Russel. "He appears nothing more than a beast."


    The men seemed enamored by Julie''s presence.


    Soon, the door opened, flooding the room with bright light and illuminating Julie''s vibrant red hair.


    "Leave us be, will ya?" Julie requested.


    "Of course, Captain."


    The door closed, and Julie approached the young man, who appeared to be around her age.


    Although he still looked thin, his condition was undeniably better than before


    "Ye can understand me, can''t ya?" Julie said, still smiling.


    Their eyes met, and he tentatively approached her, causing Julie to instinctively reach for her sword.


    But he resembled nothing more than a frightened puppy in her eyes, prompting her to sigh and smile.


    And so he grabbed her legs.


    "So, that''s how it''s goin'' ta be," she chuckled.


    With a serious gaze, she uttered, "Let go of my leg, mate."


    Yet he simply ignored her.


    She attempted to move her foot, but he refused to release his grip.


    "ah said let it go, button."


    He continued to hold her leg but trembled with fear. In response, Julie dropped her hat, bent down to his level, their eyes met once more, and he finally released her leg.


    Julie pushed him to the floor and left.


    Tears welled up in the boy''s eyes as he stretched his arms out towards her.


    After all, she was his savior, and he had disappointed her.


    Why wouldn''t the world come to know when all he truly desired was to express his gratitude to his master?


    His heart aches in anguish.

 His Master

    A few days later, In the captain''s cabins, the sight unfolded before us.


    Excitement surged through Julie''s veins as she held onto a parchment, while the aged Howarding diligently worked on his map.


    "This is what Ah''ve been searching for mah entire life, the reason I became a pirate.


    Nothin¡¯ will stand in Mah way now, Howarding," Julie proclaimed with determination.


    Montessori entered the room with a sense of urgency.


    "Ahoy, Montessou," Julie greeted.


    Montessori couldn''t contain his shock as he gasped, his expression filled with fear.


    ¡° The boy, we have a problem captain¡±.


    ****


    Julie briskly walked through her vessel, disbelief written all over her face. Upon reaching the deck, a small commotion caught her attention. Her crew members were proposing to cast out a boy from the ship.


    "He''s useless, Captain. He doesn''t even have a name!" cried Jackson, a man with long dark hair and a tanned face. He continued, "I suggest we vote on whether to kick him out at the next port."


    Approaching Jackson nonchalantly, Julie retorted,


    "How disappointing, Jackson. I never took ya for that type."


    "What do you mean by ''the type'', Captain?"


    "Ah mean the type who harbors insecurities. So, what is it ¡®bout the boy dat torments ya?"


    Julie moved closer to Jackson''s face.


    "Does he get ¡®is head more patted than ya? Would you like some Pat as well?"


    Laughter erupted, turning the matter into a joke, thanks to Julie. However, Jackson remained persistent.


    ******


    Julie stepped into the confined room, its windows shut tight. A handsome man lay on the bed.


    "He hasn''t eaten since you visited him, Captain."


    Julie was taken aback when she realized that it had already been five days since she had visited him.


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    Howarding approached her.


    "I have mah reasons, old man," Julie defended herself to the silent elder.


    "I didn''t question you, lass," Howarding reassured her.


    The boy suddenly woke up, using all his strength to rise. His sudden change of mind led him to cling onto Julie''s legs.


    She let out a sigh.


    "Close the doors," the captain ordered.


    "Yes, Captain,"


    Howarding left and the young sailor closed the doors.


    "Don''t ya have any memories?" Julie thought.


    Sitting on top of the boy, she immobilized him and gently touched his bare chest.


    "I am no savior, ya see? Nor do I believe ya to be one oh us. Therefore, I won''t hold back een any way. Nor will I hesitate to use ya," Julie warned, her eyes piercing into his red gaze. She grabbed his neck, immobilizing him against the floor, and continued.


    "Ah wouldn''t hesitate to kill ya either"


    After a few moments of staring at the helpless boy, Julie felt a wave of sympathy overwhelming her. He truly seemed to have no memories, no pride, nothing but fear. Sighing, Julie stood up and walked toward the exit.


    Desperately, he reached out for her boots, attempting to impede her from walking away, his lips moving in futile attempts to speak. Although words evaded him, his eyes conveyed a single message: "Stay."


    His clearly displayed signs of submission, of being utterly broken. Julie sighed once more, convinced of his sincerity.


    "It seems that ya truly have no memory. Is ya afraid of bein¡¯ alone?"


    He cast his gaze downwards, releasing his grip on her, just as he opened his hands, setting her free.


    "Captain, I apologize for interrupting, but there is a message," announced someone.


    Julie raised her hands dismissively.


    "Montessori, ah will dispose of him, of Sir Aiden once ¡®is memory returns. ¡®til then, we shall make him useful, shouldn''t we?!"


    Having said that, Julie departed, leaving Montessori visibly discontented.


    "Heartless and unyielding woman," he murmured to himself upon her departure, feeling pity for the boy who remained once again on the floor, completely lost.


    Montessori then offered him a peach, which he had been carrying along.


    ¡°Ainden, so that is your name! ¡°


    The boy turned his gaze towards Montessori, who did not easily give up.


    "If you are weak, you will only burden others and be of no use to the captain whatsoever."


    Montessori extended the peach towards the boy once more, the boy snatched it away from him, devouring the fruit with a fierce determination. This left Montessori worried that the boy would have a stomachacche.


    ***


    In the following days, the boy exerted great effort to stand, walk, and even carry heavy objects. He observed as a man cleaned and sailed and clumsily attempted to imitate his actions.


    Of course, Julie noticed the boy''s persistence.


    As she passed by him, he gasped, "Julie," not referring to her as "Captain" or "Emerald" like others did, but as Julie.


    Julie chose to ignore it, feeling incapable of dealing with someone clinging onto her legs again, thus quickening her pace.


    After being ignored by Julie, the boy sat down, feeling despondent, caught in his sadness. From afar, Jackson noticed him, seizing the opportunity.


    "Mate, why do you appear so dejected?"


    Deep inside, Jackson despised the mere presence of the Red-eyed man.


    Startled, the boy, now called Aiden, recoiled like a frightened wild animal, causing Jackson to feel a slight sense of fear. It seemed their feelings were mutual.


    "Captain Julie is beautiful, isn''t she, lad?"


    Aiden''s expression lit up slightly, and he approached Jackson.


    "I know exactly how you could win the captain''s favor, Aiden. Perhaps you could become a member of the crew."


    Aiden''s face said everything, he would do anything Jackson said if that meant being accepted by the captain.

 New plan

    The sea was engulfed in darkness, yet the boat''s rocking exposed the forceful waves crashing against the ship''s bow. The sky was concealed by clouds, and a commotion appeared to be brewing on Captain Julie''s vessel.


    With black hair and red eyes, the frightened boy contemplated whether to plunge into the turbulent sea. His body hung precariously outside the ship, balanced solely by his firm grip on the railing. It was the only thing preventing him from plunging into the frigid depths.


    The vivid image of Jackson persuading him to take a parchment from the table in the sailing master, Howarding, and deliver it to Julie''s next ship still lingered. It was supposedly an honorable task to be a messenger and help Julie''s crew. However, everything now seemed perplexing; he had been deceived. Julie would label him a traitor, possibly even kill him or, worse, abandon him at sea. What if someone like the old masters captured him?


    Swallowing hard, he pondered, choosing rather to become one with the turbulent sea than be abandoned by his savior.


    ****


    On Julie''s captain deck, true fury consumed her.


    "Howarding, old man, come again¡­ belive ah misheard you"


    "I apologize, June. I..."


    "So, wha ye''re sayin¡¯ is that the map to mah father''s prison, the only clue to find mah sister that I have sought for years... it''s gone, or rather, it''s been taken?"


    "The young Aiden, we suspect he may be a spy, Captain, and the man sa..."


    Howarding trailed off, speaking words that Julie could no longer hear as she became lost in her own thoughts. She flung open the doors, her eyes scanning the ground for any clues before disappearing into the dark recesses of the ship. It didn''t take long for Howarding to realize.


    ¡°Julie was on the hunt, and she was a formidable tracker¡±.- He thought to himself.


    ***


    Julie loaded her guns and made her way to the rear of the deck, cautiously moving and adjusting to the swaying motions of the ship due to the tempest. The darkness, coupled with the mist from the water spraying in, only added to the difficulty. The scent of salt and distant sounds of thunder filled the air. There it was, the evidence of someone traversing the damp ground leading to the tip.


    She approached with her weapon already drawn, catching Aiden off guard. In his surprise, he dropped the parchment. Moving swiftly, Julie grabbed hold of a rope and leaped into the water, desperately attempting to reach the parchment before it was swallowed by the ocean. Aiden made a failed attempt to restrain her and lost his balance, joining her in the fall.


    The young Redhead captain was on the verge of reaching the parchment when it slipped into the depths of the water. She swam through the darkness of the ocean, searching underwater with a sense of despair reflected in her eyes.


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    When she finally caught sight of it and swam downward towards its direction, the paper disintegrated into a thousand pieces. Time seemed to freeze as Julie stood motionless.


    Strong muscular arms tightly gripped her waist, pulling her back to the surface. Her lost rope was handed back to her.


    As crates toppled from the boat due to the waves, one struck Aiden on the head, interrupting his act of rescue.


    And so began Aiden''s dream. "He was youthful, dressed as a nobleman, enjoying a picnic with his brothers when he fell into the water. He cried out for his brothers who pretended not to see him. But soon enough, someone came and pulled him out of the water."


    He awoke to find himself on the ship that he recognized by its scent, but he wasn''t in his own quarters.


    "Ye''d better not get up," Julie stated, seated a few meters away as she was signing on some documents. Completing his sentence, she added, "or else."


    Aiden scanned his surroundings - the captain''s quarters it was.


    "Don''t even think about approaching my legs," she warned him, still focusing on her papers.


    Aiden hurriedly jumped out of bed and knelt in front of the captain.


    However, she did not appear pleased. Immediately turning away with a flushed face, she screamed for Doctor Russell.


    Aiden gazed at her with his reddened eyes, conveying a mix of anxiety and confusion.


    "Russell, ye idiot! You left the lad naked in my cabin. Did ye have somethin¡¯ in mind for ¡®im?!"


    Realizing himself naked, feeling immensely embarrassed he froze in place, Aiden struggled to cover himself with his hands while still on his knees. His face was red like a tomato and he couldn''t face the captain.


    Russell, already bringing in the clothes, argued with Julie.


    "But I needed to take them to bandage him, and look, I even fetched some fresh garments! Should I remove the boy and take him back, Captain?"


    Aiden''s eyes widened with hope as he attempted to conceal his exposed state, though unsuccessfully. He then turned his gaze toward the captain, who appeared disoriented and visibly agitated.


    "The only place he''ll return to be the depths of the sea, Russell! Ye better keep yer mouth shut."


    "Yes, indeed, Captain, until tomorrow." - Russell departed, bidding his farewell with his expressionless face.


    ****


    "I- Im sorry, Master," uttered the masculine voice from behind, belonging to Aiden.


    She was taken aback.it was the first time he talked, but she couldn''t show any emotions.


    "Tell me, Aiden, who be responsible?" she inquired directly.


    Aiden prostrated himself on the ground, pleading for mercy.


    "Please, do not abandon me, master," he begged while Julie grasped his face, tears threatening to escape from his eyes. She knew all too well that he was innocent.


    ¡°May I ask somethin¡¯? ¡±


    The young boy gazed into her eyes. He still possessed an uncanny resemblance to a beast, but Aiden was certain something.


    ****


    And thus, she departed to rendezvous with Howarding.


    "Captain, did you manage to acquire the map for the prison, we will never gonna make it without it?"


    "Ah have a better plan, old man," Julie exclaimed, a mischievous smile forming. ¡°A better plan indeed¡±.

 Look back at me

    Ah, nothing compares to the sight of dry land after months on the higher sea, the relief of the crew, the joy of reuniting with loved ones and the contentment of those who find pleasure on land is a moment like no other.


    All pirates, without exception, abandon their post to enjoy the sight of the green patch of sea that soon becomes an island.


    The renewed energy breathes life into the sails, propelling them closer to land, while smiles and shouts of excitement fill the air.


    "Land ho, Captain!" shouts a stationary crew member from the deck.


    Captain Julie, like every other pirate, is not immune to the allure of the moment. Leaning against one of the masts, half of her face obscured by the shadow of a sail, her fiery red hair tousled by the breeze, she closes her eyes and immerses herself in the laughter and singing of her crew, while the navigation captain issues orders.


    It''s a scene deserving of being captured on canvas.


    Amidst the commotion and jubilation among the five vessels, one person is missing.


    Julie retreats to her quarters, where Aiden waits for her with his head down but with a confident smile blossom when their eyes meet.


    Julie ponders who this disaffected stranger is, far from the excitement of the earth''s vision and veiled by an aura of darkness and melancholy reflected in his blood-red eyes.


    ¡°Come with me,¡± says the captain, taking a bag and filling it with coins and papers.


    As the ship docks, the town erupts into a frenzy. It''s not just casual passersby who glance, but everyone leaves their posts to watch the vessel anchor. Men pour out of their houses and children shout with glee, announcing the arrival of the notorious pirates.


    Curiosity outweighs fear, prompting necks to stretch out in an attempt to catch a glimpse of the legendary captain renowned for her beauty, once she disembarks.


    Unfortunately for them, the emerald-eyed captain, the figure wrapped in a threadbare cloak, disembarks a few kilometers from her pirate ship, in a small canoe. Accompanied by Aiden, Howarding and a few other rowers.


    "No grand entrance this time, Captain, that''s unlike you," jests the elderly Howarding.


    "I have other plans now, old man. Perhaps I''m growing weary of fame," retorts Julie with a laugh, gazing at the approaching shore.


    Upon reaching land, they part ways. Julie, accompanied by Aiden, enters a small house tucked away in a damp alley.


    "Oh, Captain!" exclaims the librarian, astonished and thrilled by the girl''s arrival. Before the librarian can complete their sentence, Julie seductively places a finger on his lips, urging silence.


    ***


    The man carefully pushed a shelf aside and the captain proceeded to make her way down a secret door, leaving Aiden behind in the library.


    In a way that place felt completely natura for Aidenl, he couldn''t resist taking hold of some books.


    After some time had passed, Julie glanced in Aiden''s direction as she emerged from the secret door.


    The boy attempted to fit Julie''s small bag with a large number of books, he couldn''t help but feel embarrassed when he met her gaze.


    The captain couldn''t contain his laughter.


    "I''ll take those ones too!" She exclaimed.


    The librarian, who seemed acquainted with the captain, handed an invitation to Julie.


    "I would love for you to meet the members of my new family, captain," he expressed.


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    "Ahm no longer yer captain," Julie replied, "nor do Ah care for your offspring¡±


    However, upon taking the invitation from his hands, she looked into the librarian''s eyes and said, "But I won''t turn away free food, will I?"


    ***


    Julie typically adorned herself with numerous jewelry, including a gold chain around her corset. However, on that late night, Aiden saw her in a simple dress that was not as extravagant as her usual attire, yet she appeared even more stunning somehow.


    On the other hand, Aiden had recently visited the barber and was now donning respectable trousers, making him look quite handsome.


    Upon their introduction to the man''s family, they all gathered around the table. Aiden seemed clearly intimidated, while Julie handed him the cutlery.


    To their surprise, Aiden ate in a manner they had never seen before, displaying impeccable posture in stark contrast to the previously timid and apprehensive version of him. Julie had no doubt that he was of noble birth.


    Despite this, his eyes still reflected warmth and innocence, eagerly seeking Julie''s approval to begin eating.


    Until that moment, Julie had not paid any attention.


    There was something strangely captivating about Aiden, from his hands to the muscles in his arms and chest, they were like an intricate work of art. His face resembled a sculpture from a sacred city, with pale skin, a defined chin, and refined reddish eyes that contrasted with his black hair.


    For some reason, Julie felt a warmth creeping up her cheeks, causing her to turn her face in the opposite direction, towards the owner of the house.


    She was relieved to see that one of her crew members who had decided to abandon the life of piracy was safe. It was heartwarming to witness a loving family, although it did make her feel a bit uncomfortable.


    With a glass of wine in hand, Julie decided to step outside. Aiden, who had noticed, examined Julie''s visibly uneasy expression before turning his gaze towards the jubilant man and his family.


    "Do ya have a family," Julie questioned Aiden .


    Aiden paused for a moment, his eyes hardening.


    "Yes, I have a captain," he responded.


    Julie couldn''t help but let out a smile.


    "Ye don''t have me, lad. I told ya I would kill ya someday," she retorted, looking straight into his eyes.


    She then inquired, "Can ya read the book?"


    Aiden had no idea what the word "read" meant, but he felt as though the symbols called "letters" in the book held a deeper meaning.


    Curiosity piqued, Julie attempted to reach for Aiden''s books in the nearby box, but he quickly closed it, embarrassed.


    "''Have ye lost yer mind? Let me see," Julie said, playfully challenging him.


    Ainden gave a step back, red as a pepper.


    Julie burst into laughter when she saw that they were all romance novels.


    "Do ya have a thing for romances? Perhaps ye ended up here ¡®cause of a lover?" she jokingly remarked, referencing the state in which Aiden was found two months ago.


    "Yes," the boy replied, looking down, his face flushed with embarrassment.


    Julie was taken aback. "A passionate lover. Do ya still remember her?" she asked, staring into the man''s red eyes.


    "Yes," Aiden affirmed. "The captain is my lover."


    In surprise, Julie spat out the drink she had in her mouth.


    But before any further developments, another person approached them.


    "I have some exciting news. There is "someone" waiting for you at that tavern"- the newcomer revealed.


    Julie''s face lit up with a wide smile, clearly filled with excitement.


    "In that case," she said, turning to their host, the owner of the house they were in.


    "Take care of the lad, will ya?"


    "Me?!" the librarian exclaimed in surprise.


    "I''ll Come and pick him up tomorrow," Julie instructed.


    It was quite funny to observe the situation, considering that Aiden stood at about 190 centimeters tall while the librarian barely reached 160 centimeters in height.


    ¡°This way boy¡± said the librarian.


    Aiden followed, upset, he looked at the captain as she left expecting her to look back but she didn''t.

 Jealousy

    On the following day, Aiden was escorted to the ship by some of Julie''s men, but the captain failed to make an appearance. Placed on top of a stack of books, he sat waiting on the captain''s deck, visibly distressed. The room was enveloped in darkness, with his red eyes fixated on the door.


    After noon had already come and gone, the door finally swung open. Howarding, taken aback by the intimidating aura emanating from the boy, took a deep breath and mustered a smile.


    "The captain should be arriving at the convex by now. Since we are ready to set sail, won''t you greet her?"


    Reluctantly, Aiden stood up and trudged towards the deck, without uttering a single word, past the elderly Howarding.


    There, he stood motionless for several hours until he caught sight of the red-haired figure drawing closer. His eyes widened and, shortly after, he sensed another presence trailing behind her.


    It was Captain John Belladonna, the second most renowned pirate captain on the seas. Not only that, he possessed a distinct appearance, piercing eyes, and long black hair. Standing at the same height as Aiden, he boasted a handsome face.


    Dressed in elegant attire and donning a lengthy hat, he strolled with a smile as alluring as the captain''s. Aiden couldn''t help but feel an inexplicable rage.


    Dashing toward Julie, he confronted the man, who couldn''t comprehend such audacity from a mere pirate.


    Wrapping his arms around Julie, he embraced her as if seeking solace, leaving Captain Belladonna dumbfounded.


    Julie, overcome with anger and humiliation, snapped


    , "What do you reckon ye''re doing?!"


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    Belladonna laughed, realizing the dressing-down the audacious boy would receive.


    Aiden, in response, tightened his grip.


    Within seconds, Julie pinned him to the ground.


    Laughing on the situation John Belladonna turned his back and departed.


    "Tomorrow, I will come to retrieve you, my dear June," he declared.


    Filled with rage, Aiden swiftly let go and, his steps heavy, turned his back on the captain, making his way towards the deck.


    A hush fell upon the room, everyone in a state of shock, unsure of how to react without losing their composure.


    In a low voice, someone muttered, "Is the boy... jealous?"


    For the first time in life, Julie remained unresponsive, drawing her sword from its sheath, instilling fear and silence in everyone.


    "Send the crazy lad to the ship''s prison," she commanded.


    The atmosphere shifted, and the men dutifully carried out her orders.


    ****


    As the day drew to a close, Julie descended to the cabins, which were not on her ship but on another vessel within her fleet.


    Aiden awaited her there, and upon catching sight of her, he rushed over, dropping to his knees and gripping the bars of her cell.


    "Julie," he exclaimed breathlessly, attempting to reach for her vests.


    Slightly taking a step back, Julie gazed upon his countenance, let out a sigh, and handed him one of his books.


    "ye must not remain here for long."


    "Julie..."


    "Just for now, and ah don''t foresee myself returnin¡¯ anytime soon, but the old man will be keeping an eye on ya."


    "Please, master, do not abandon me," he pleaded tearfully, clutching onto the bars.


    "Take care," Julie uttered before departing.


    A fortnight would transpire before the captain made her return.

 Dark Hour

    "Ah, greetings! Captain Julie, the leader of the Blood Emerald," said a familiar voice, it was Captain John Belladonna, He welcomed Julie aboard the ship.


    Having arrived at the ship named Mary Georgina, Belladonna''s vessel, Julie entered with confidence, instantly capturing the attention of the curious crew.


    Although Capitain Belladonna was known for their flamboyant and indulgent ways, it was different when it came to Captain Rogers. He ordered his crew to disperse and escorted Julie to his cabin.


    "Pay no mind to the disorder; make yourself at home in my humble abode," Belladonna remarked.


    Julie viewed Belladonna as a peacock, and the cabin mirrored this perception. The space was adorned with an abundance of gold, even the flowers were crafted from a blend of copper and silver, while various precious stones adorned the trinkets.


    "Are ye still tryin t¡¯  compensate for somethin¡¯, Captain?" Julie playfully teased.


    Julie seated herself while Belladora stood before her, leaning on the desk and handing her a newspaper. It happened to be a newspaper from the kingdom of Rowdilian, which surprised Julie.


    "Ah didn''t know that this newspaper was still in circulation," she commented.


    "Take a close look here, my beautiful one," Belladonna commanded in a seductive tone, pointing to an article of interest.


    Immediately, Julie''s attention was piqued as she read about the impending execution of Captain Redbeard on the front page of the newspaper.


    "But ¡®tis is dated three weeks ago," Julie exclaimed.


    "That means you have two more months to capture him, my precious Emerald," Belladonna reassured her. "But fear not, my love, I have assembled a team for the task, and..."


    Interrupting him, Julie stood up sternly. "No, it must be me, Belladone."


    Belladone circled around Julie, placing a magnificent emerald necklace around her neck. "I understand, my love, it''s a gift for your birthday," Belladonna whispered, embracing Julie.


    And continued "Who was the boy?" he inquired, reminiscent of how Aiden had held her.


    "Boy?" Julie questioned Belladonna, concern evident in her voice. "Do ye wish t¡¯ be subjected t¡¯ the same punishment as ¡®im?"


    "If it is what my blood emerald¡¯s desires, I must accept any punishment," Belladonna responded, lowering her gaze towards Julie''s neck.


    Julie pushed him away slightly.


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    Belladonna approached as if about to kiss her, cornering her between the table and himself.


    "Do you recall our promise, Captain?" Belladonna whispered.


    Julie bumped into the table and a picture frame that fell to the floor.


    There, on the floor, lay a portrait featuring a younger Howarding standing alongside a little version of Belladonna and Julie, side by side.


    "You still possess that painting," Julie noted.


    "I must say, I am a man who stays true to his feelings," he replied, not once averting his gaze from Julie, as he held a strand of her hair.


    "During our next encounter, Belladonna when ye lay eyes on me once again, ah shall fulfill mah end of the agreement, and we shall spend the night together."


    Belladonna''s hand dropped eagerly. "And I highly doubt the captain will ever abandon me after that."


    "ah never have, dear peacock. ahm a person of mah word," Julie declared as she departed with the newspaper.


    ***


    In the meantime, a few kilometers away, Julie''s other boats, known as Blood Emerald, patiently awaited her arrival. The dense fog blurred the surroundings, shrouding the dark night. Unbeknownst to anyone, an unidentified boat approached the unsuspecting crew of Julie''s vessel.


    Swiftly and efficiently, the intruders boarded the ship, easily overpowering Vice Captain Marques to prevent him from alerting the rest of the fleet. The distance and the thick fog worked to their advantage, masking their presence from the other ships.


    They made their way on board, apprehending the pirates and seizing whatever they could, mercilessly eliminating those who resisted their capture. One by one, they infiltrated the cabins, in search of Captain Julie, whose head carried a hefty bounty of over 2 million.


    Howarding, sensing the commotion, quickly released Aiden from his cell and concealed him within a small storage room. Alas, their efforts were in vain, as they were soon discovered. Howarding attempted to defend Aiden and himself, but the assailant, mocking his age, effortlessly incapacitated him with a single blow to the abdomen. The Marines then approached the boy, who watched them intently from his hiding spot.


    Crouching on the ground like a wild beast, Aiden found himself at a loss for what to do. Yet, his instinct for survival drove him forward. Julie had promised she would return, and he had to endure it all. Suddenly, his attention was drawn to a loose piece of wood nearby, and he swiftly reached for it. However, before he could react, two men entered the room, striking him in the back with a sword, sending him crashing to the ground.


    "Bring the torch," one of the men commanded.


    "Hahaha, I can''t believe it," another stammered, filled with surprise. "That wretched beast is still alive!"


    They seemed to recognize Aiden, and in that moment, a chill ran down his spine as he looked at their uniforms. His heart pounded within his chest, and a wave of anger washed over him, dredging up a series of memories.


    "For a fleeting moment, he remembered himself dressed in the same uniform, aboard a ship, a voice calling out to him: ''Commander Maximilian? We are ready.'' And then, the memory of his betrayal by those same men flooded his mind."


    Aiden stood frozen. It wasn''t that he didn''t want to move, but rather that he questioned who he truly was. Were these memories real?


    One of the men then drew his weapon and, placing a bullet behind it, spoke


    ¡°I kept this one for you, my Commander Maximilian¡±


    That confirmed his memories. However, such confirmation held no relevance, as within a distance shorter than two meters, death awaited him.


    Without hesitation, the individual dressed in the marine¡¯s uniform squeezed the trigger, resulting in a deafening discharge. Suddenly, a curtain of darkness enveloped his consciousness, and all sensation ceased.

 No Way back

    The trigger was pulled by the navy''s man, and the sound of the shot echoed through the air. Instantly, darkness descended, but there was no feeling of pain. Soon after, Aiden managed to open his eye, only to find himself on the ground, not due to the bullet, but because of a shadow that moved with astonishing speed.


    As he glanced down, blood stained the ground beneath him. Just a few meters away lay the men who had been treating him moments ago, now dead and gruesomely torn apart. Aiden''s stomach churned, and he covered his mouth with his hand. It was in this silent moment that the shadow drew nearer.


    "are ye alright, young scallywag?" came a voice from the shadow.


    "I told ya I would come. Everythin'' will be alright," said Julie, appearing amidst the pool of blood.


    Finally able to move, Aiden''s body trembled as he surveyed his surroundings. He had often heard tales of Julie''s skill as a captain, but witnessing her fight firsthand was a whole other level. He couldn''t help but wonder if she was a mere mortal, and he remembered her words, the promise that one day she would take his life. A chill ran down his spine, but when Julie started to move away, he instinctively reached out and embraced her.


    "Stay here. I''ll come get ye once it''s safe," Julie reassured him, though he found himself unable to move.


    "Ah promise," she said before fading away like a shadow. Aiden was left alone in the dark room, drenched in blood and haunted by memories of his own deeds as Maximillian.


    As soon as she departed, the door swung shut and darkness enveloped the space, save for a single point of light reflecting off a crack. There, on the ground, lay a red pendant. Aiden gingerly picked it up, holding it as if it were the captain herself.


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    Amidst the screams and sounds of battle echoing from the deck above, Aiden''s heart pounded with fear. His gaze shifted to the pendant, its color reminding him of Julie. Embracing it gently, he felt a sense of security in the presence of Julie. With her by his side, the specter of Maximilian and the horrors of his past would never reach him.


    ******


    After what felt like an hour, Aiden''s eyes fluttered open. "I must have slept," he thought. The door creaked open, and daylight streamed in, announcing the arrival of a new day.


    Julie stood in the doorway, and Aiden felt a wave of relief wash over him. He rushed toward her and embraced her, but Julie seemed uneasy. only then he notice the bullet that lodged the capital in his shoulder close to her chest. The same bullet aimed at him.


    "I''m alright, aren''t ah, Old man?" she asked, looking at Howarding for confirmation.


    "Go get that bullet removed," Howarding directed, pointing toward the doctor on the deck.


    "Right Right," Julie replied, making her way toward the waiting doctor outside.


    On the deck, several bodies were veiled, wrapped in cloth, a farewell gesture before being tossed overboard. People received medical attention and bandages, while others expressed sorrow and called for revenge.


    Among the crew, there were discussions about setting the navy ship ablaze. However, Julie came up with a superior plan. She realized that this was the ideal moment to infiltrate the navy city unnoticed and proposed sparing the ship to "convey a message." The men agreed to her proposition.


    Following pirate tradition, the surviving enemies were judged by the crew and sent to the depths of the ocean.


    As unfortunate as the situation may be, it presented a golden opportunity for Julie. She now had access to uniforms, a ship, and her comrades'' fury towards the navy.


    The manipulation of anger holds great power, as few things blind a person more than a wounded ego. The captain was aware of this fact.

 The First Night

    Following the subsequent days, it became apparent that a storm would approach as the sky darkened. Julie proposed taking a detour to the Bahamian island en route to their destination, suggesting that it would provide an opportunity for the men to unwind while allowing time for strategizing.


    As soon as the island came into sight, a surge of hope overcame the men. A group of approximately 200 individuals disembarked on Nassau Island.


    ¡°This is the capital¡¯s birthplace, a man said¡±


    Aiden, who helped with the loading, heard the conversation. He looked for Julie outside but couldn''t find her. Instead, he observed a few of his fellow comrades entering a particular establishment. Intrigued, Aiden decided to follow suit.


    The entrance of the building bore the label "brothel." As he entered the dimly lit premises, a haze of smoke filled the air, accompanied by the sound of music being played by a group. Numerous women paraded around, unabashedly displaying their bodies, causing Aiden to blush and avert his gaze.


    Within moments, he heard a familiar voice, accompanied by laughter. Aiden ventured a few steps forward and caught sight of the captain, surrounded by unfamiliar faces. They reveled, imbibed, and some even indulged in smoking.


    Aiden, possessing striking appeal, found himself quickly approached by a young and attractive woman. She possessed captivating green eyes and cascading brown hair. Feeling embarrassed, he tried to make his way towards the captain.


    "Come on now, don''t you wanna have some fun?" The woman suggested, r


    " I want to have fun with the captain"


    " it seems like the captain is already having fun. You don''t want to be a nuisance to her, do you?" Insisted the girl. Running her hand along Aiden''s pants, hinting at a "something very eager for fun".


    "come with me, Ilet us have some fun as well"


    He followed the woman down a corridor, where the distant sounds of moaning could be heard. Intrigued by curiosity, Aiden peered through a crack and witnessed a scene unfolding before his eyes. Two of his fellow crew members seemed to be engaged in playful "horsehide game" with the women.


    "Don''t tell me you''ve never..." the woman uttered with a smile, while whispered to Aiden. "Courtesy of the house,".


    The woman closed in, brushing her lips against Aiden''s body, and as she knelt down, unbuttoning his pants, he became aware of another presence just ahead.


    it was the captain who had left to go to the bathroom, which was outside the brothel.


    Aiden trailed behind Julie, using her as a shield against the young prostitute.


    The captain found it funny that Aiden was scared, not of the girl, but the situation his body was in.


    "Hay Aiden, go have som'' fun," Julie said as she walked.


    Aiden experienced a pang of sadness, as if something was amiss. His chest ached, feeling betrayed by Julie.


    "The captain won''t defend me anymore?" he pondered.


    As Julie turned her back and walked away, the young woman approached Aiden.


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    "Where did we stop?" the young woman asked, touching him.


    Aiden''s appearance transformed, exuding a cold and eerie aura. it was as if he was gradually becoming Maximilian, the cold navy''s commandant who displayed pirates'' heads on city entrances and hung their bodies.


    He firmly grasped the girl''s wrist, staring into her eyes, causing her to tremble and stumble backwards.


    Then, he sought out Julie, seething with anger.


    He walked toward the same path she had taken, eventually coming across a stable. Spotting a light, he entered.


    No animals were present, only hay covered the floor of the aged space. Aiden noticed Julie''s boots resting on the ground and, tracing his gaze upward, spotted a mezzanine. Two feet emerged from the mezzanine, followed by a head peering downstairs. It was Julie.


    "Never pegged ya as the quick type, boy," she remarked.


    He scowled at her before she extended her hand, inviting him to join her on the mezzanine.


    As he ascended the mezzanine and approached the light, he noticed something peculiar. The walls were adorned with drawings, letters, and markings reminiscent of those found in the captain''s quarters. It was like a miniature replica of the captain''s cabin. "So she lived here?" he thought to himself.


    "I only just arrived... in search of someone," replied the captain, her expression desolate.


    Aiden wrapped his arms around her waist, and she gently ran her fingers through his hair, caressing it.


    "I''ll show ya something, if it''s still intact," she said.


    The captain reached toward the ceiling, pushing here and there until a section opened up.


    A hole appeared in the ceiling, and the captain entered, followed by Aiden.


    From this vantage point, one could behold the vast expanse of the ocean.


    "I used to come here every morning, awaiting..." she exhaled "a particular pirate."


    "It''s a splendid sight, captain, but when one lies down, it becomes even more so."


    The captain couldn''t comprehend, and Aiden ushered her to the ground. In a reclining position, he directed her attention to a crevice where numerous stars were visible.


    "The sky extends far beyond the sea."


    "I would prefer someone like the captain dreaming of something even greater, considering the captain already possesses the sea."


    For a moment, it all appeared rather amusing, and Julie rose to her feet.


    However, Aiden''s eyes gazed upon her like a forlorn puppy. He knelt down, resembling the appearance of an actual puppy.


    "Is it still painful?" Aiden inquired, gesturing to the wound.


    "Why, do ya feel responsible?"


    "Yes, and if there is anything I can do..."


    Julie thought for a second, removed her sock and extended her foot to Aiden, her expression serious.


    Remaining on his knees, he gently held it and, locking eyes with the captain, kissed her foot before rising to her knees, studying her face as if seeking permission.


    Then the captain approached, lowering a strap and revealing a scar that remained bandaged, indicating ongoing discomfort. Aiden tenderly kissed it.


    "And here," Julie said, loosening her blouse even further and sitting on Aiden''s lap...

 The first and Last

    "And here," Julie said, loosening her blouse even further and sitting on Aiden''s lap, she noticed he was already quite "eager".


    "Captain," he murmured, blushing and struggling to breathe.


    Julie completely lowered her blouse and freed her corset, merely observing him.


    As Aiden kissed her breasts and neck while firmly grasping her waist, Julie remarked, "Aiden''s hands have always been so large," realizing he held her waist almost entirely.


    She proceeded to unbutton his shirt, revealing a sculpted physique devoid of any blemishes. Aiden undid the buttons of his trousers, unveiling another substantial appendage.


    Julie, lifting her skirt, straddled him, holding his wrists. Aiden quickly released his grip and embraced her around the waist, passionately kissing her. The innocent boy had transformed into a ferocious creature that desired to consume her at any instant.


    Julie took notice that he wasn''t wearing underwear and grasped his penis, which was remarkably large. She then guided him, allowing Aiden''s member to penetrate her, which proved quite challenging given its size, but predominantly due to the need to restrain an almost uncontrollable Aiden.


    On that evening, Aiden and the captain shared their first night together, gazing deeply into each other''s eyes.


    I wanted to say it was a romantic night but the truth is that a few minutes later Aiden took part, satisfying himself until the morning.. However, guilt swiftly descended upon him as he noticed the traces of blood staining the sheets.


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    Concerned, Aiden called out to Julie, anxiously inquiring about her well-being.


    "Julie, Julie. Are you hurt? Your shoulder, show me," he expressed with genuine worry.


    Julie stopped him with her foot, covering her shoulder. she ran out the door.. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, letting a smile escape her lips in the shadows of the night.


    Left in solitude, Aiden pondered if he had committed a grave error, consumed by fear. "What if the captain did not liked it? What if she no longer desires my presence? What have I done?," he ruminate anxiously.


    ***


    Upon Julie''s return to the brothel, most of the men had already departed. Seated on a bench outside the bar, she was approached by a sophisticated elderly lady who graciously handed her a glass of drink.


    "Word had spread that a certain individual planned to meet their demise in the depths of the ocean within a month, "


    the lady observed. Curiosity piqued.


    "As expected, the old lady is always well-informed," Julie retorted, accepting the glass and continuing the conversation. "So, any news about Mei?"


    "If your sister had sought refuge in any brothel from here to Alaska, I would have know, Julie," the lady responded knowingly. The two women shared a moment of silence, sipping their drinks.


    "There were just two times you had sat on this stool", said the old lady, and continued. "And on both occasions, they bid us farewell," she narrated.


    Chuckling, the captain added, "Don''t worry, old lady, this ''ill probably be mah last time." and added "Ye were always right, the bottom o''the ocean shall be my bed."


    "I know, I never make a mistake, brat Julie."


    The two exchanged glances filled with affection, as if bidding each other farewell, savoring the silence that enveloped them.

 Every Love is mean to end

    The following days, back to the sea, Julie exhibited an uncharacteristic quietude and introspection, casting an eerie atmosphere throughout the ship.


    Initially believing that Julie''s state of mind was somehow his fault, Aiden swiftly dismisses this notion when he and the captain begin sharing nights together after the pirates had already retired from the day''s activities.


    Undoubtedly, others aboard the ship would start to notice the couple, but given the current circumstances, Julie couldn''t really be bothered. Moreover, Aiden was the sole individual capable of evoking such a profound sense of peace, normalcy, and love within her.


    Finding his inspiration in romance novels, Aiden embarks on a journey of learning and attempting new ways to uplift Julie''s spirits. Unfortunately, these endeavors often proved fruitless, like the occasion when he mistakenly presented stinging nettles as a bouquet, or the time he snuck into the kitchen to prepare a meal only to be reprimanded by the chef.


    But it was all worth it in the end, because Julie had a caring side, a side that was just him and for him alone.


    ***


    And so the days became weeks, and the weeks became a month and so...


    It was early morning, Julie awoke to the embrace of Aiden, who seemed more alert than expected.


    Observing his tousled hair, she could tell he desired something.


    Julie playfully tossed a pillow at him.


    ¡°Ya can hug me lad, but put that thing too sleep¡±


    Since their first time, Aiden seemed like a hungry beast, and she knew those innocent, puppy-like eyes were nothing but a trap.


    Aiden agreed, yet his body betrayed him, desiring to embrace Julia but always being consumed by thoughts that turned him on.


    Julie took it upon herself to solve the issue.


    "Put that thing t'' rest or go sleep wit'' Jackson. Ah''m certain that deep down, he desires yer bare body more than anything."


    Of course, she was joking, but he still startled, sitting on the floor in front of the captain and leaning against the bed to watch her sleep.


    "Aiden, do ya remember anythin¡¯ before boarding this ship?


    After the attack, memories plagued Aiden constantly, the many books also helped.


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    Aiden recalled that he had left his hometown to hunt down a pirate captain. He knew that Julie sought the infamous Redbeard and that he was imprisoned by the navy, a prison with which Aiden was intimately familiar. However, he feared that there was no chance of her surviving if she went there. He also recognized the cold and cruel nature of his former self and understood that Julie was drawn to him because he was the complete opposite.


    Moreover, he had nothing of value in his previous life or in his treacherous brothers. His position, one that had slaughtered countless in cold blood, was a frigid and solitary existence.


    He realized that revealing the truth would result in losing Julie. As he gazed into her emerald eyes, he couldn''t take the risk, not for her life, her presence, and possibly one day, the love of the captain.


    Aiden''s life was one of freedom, where he immersed himself in books and wasn''t shackled by his own ego. Maximilian''s life, however, was vastly different...


    ****


    Later that day, Aiden departed and Julie gathered the vice-captains of the other four ships in her fleet, along with old Howarding, who was in charge of the routes.


    "We''ve heard the captain''s call, and we stand with her," declared one of her vice-captains upon seeing her approach.


    "What hav'' ya heard?" Julie inquired as she joined them.


    "Well, the Red beard is set to be executed in two weeks, and that may very well be our only chance," another vice-captain concluded.


    Deep in thought, Julie walked among the men in her quarters.


    ¡°do ya know why ye were chosen as vice captains?" and she proceeded "Due to yer prioritization of logic over loyalty, that is why our man(and woman) entrust their lives to ya." And after a moment, she concluded,


    ¡°ye would be terrible captains if ye follow me¡±


    Julie then walked through the chamber and took a seat at her desk. "Pay close attention, for where ahm headed, and I''ll be honest with ya, it will be like walking into a lion¡¯s mouth" and continue " Tomorrow, during the afternoon hours, we will arrive at the Holding port, gather your men on deck, and select some from those who do not have families. ¡®til then, no one beyond the confines of this room should be privy to this information.


    The silence in the room was overpowering; everyone understood that this signified the dissolution of the fleet, it marked the end of the Julie Rogers pirates, and despite Julie being a legendary captain, the chances of survival were slim.


    ***


    Upon reaching the pinnacle of her vessel, Julie proceeded to shut her eyes and embrace the sense of wholeness that engulfed her.All the memories shared with her loyal crew over the extensive years echoed in her ears. Nevertheless, her heart weighed heavily upon her, as that had been her family for so long and now there was Aiden. As she gently reached out to touch the mast, an interruption came in the form of old Howarding''s voice.


    ¡°called captain?¡±


    ¡°Ye, old man, once this ship stops by the port, I need you to take Aiden and leave¡±


    Her gaze was down.


    ¡°No chance, brat. I intend to accompany you ¡°


    ¡°don''t make a fuss, ya''re too old and aiden too naive, easy distraction no chance of surviving¡±


    "You are who you are because of me. Who do you think you''re calling old?!" he fired back.


    A moment of silence hung in the air, during which Julie''s eyes welled up with tears.


    ¡°i cnt¡­ can''t risk you too, besides Ah need someone to hide my treasures, and Ah don''t hold trust to anyone else¡­


    Julie sat pensively, her gaze shifting to the side.


    "Please," she pleaded, before letting out a sigh. "In the event that things go awry, you''re the only one capable of looking after mah sister and Aiden."


    Since Julie''s childhood, Howarding had been her steadfast companion. He had entrusted his crew to her and cared for her like a father figure.


    ¡°From all these years of piracy, one thing I don¡¯t regret is my little June.¡± he uttered with a smile.


    "Eye, captain," he saluted in acknowledgment."


    ****

 Two Treasures to be Saved

    The ship arrived at the dock when the sun had already made its way across a significant portion of the sky. In accordance with their agreement, the men disembarked to refuel the ship and negotiate their merchandise.


    Howarding summoned Aiden for a noble mission. They were tasked with going to the unpopulated side of the island to bury a portion of the captain''s treasure. Aiden didn''t immediately accept, but after Howarding mentioned that it was the captain''s upcoming birthday and a good opportunity to make purchases, he agreed.


    The handsome man, with a wide smile on his face, rushed to embrace Julie.


    "Julie, I need to leave for a while, but I''ll be back soon," he said.


    Julie remained silent, turning her back to him.


    Aiden had an overwhelming urge to kiss her before happily departing, completely unaware that it would be their last meeting.


    ***


    Approximately an hour later, the men returned to their boats, where a meeting was held with their respective captains. Some bid farewell, receiving a substantial amount of money, while others chose to remain.


    Although Julie intended to depart with just one ship, which belonged to the navy, there were too many individuals eager to join her, requiring the use of three large ships.


    With a fleet of three ships and no time to waste, the captain gave the order to set sail while casting a final glance at the hill where old Howarding would likely be tipping his hat, as was his custom, saying "Goodbye, little June."


    Despite the tears shed by the crew and a few skirmishes, she needed to exhibit strength in her decision.


    *****


    Aiden followed Howarding along a narrow trail in the forest, pulling a small cart. However, he felt uneasy and unusually pensive. Suddenly, he stopped to gaze out at the sea. There was something peculiar about it, and the ships appeared to be preparing to depart. Aiden, left with no other option, sprinted through the woods, arriving at the port as fast as he could. To his dismay, Julie''s ship had already left the harbor.


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    One unique aspect of the Magatar port was that it didn''t directly lead to the open sea. Instead, ships had to pass through a narrow channel before reaching the vast waters. Thankfully, Aiden managed to catch up with the vessel by leaping off a few rocks into the canal.


    His terrified eyes, tears streaming down his face, and desperate screams portrayed his confusion. He couldn''t comprehend what was happening and, like any young lover deceived, believed there must be another explanation for it.


    Amidst the fusion of tears and salty waters, with the ship muffling his screams, Aiden swam desperately, eventually reaching the vessel as it decelerated in search of the sea.


    "Captain, the boy is here!!"


    "the lad?!"


    Julie hurried to the rear of the ship, where Aiden was struggling to climb and had nearly succeeded with the aid of the fishing net attached to the anchor.


    "Julie!" Aiden shouted, extending his hands to her. "Help me, Julie, Captain."


    Their eyes met fleetingly, just like the gazes of the entire crew observing the scene. When Julie stepped onto the bow, she moved away from where the boy had finally managed to hold on and extended her hand.


    Aiden breathed a sigh of relief.


    "You''re annoying, Aiden. I''m growing really bored of you."


    "Don''t say that, Julie?!"


    "Stop bothering me. If I ever have to see that pitiful face of yours again, I''ll be the one to kill you myself," she declared, her face devoid of warmth or emotion.


    In shock, Aiden watched as the captain kicked him off the boat, turning her back on him.


    The pain in his heart rose to his throat, and he didn''t even register the moment his body met the water. He remained motionless.


    Agony enveloped him, his hands clenched around his neck. The inexplicable pain consumed his entire being, urging him to scream out the despair he felt. But none of it seemed to find a release, leaving him with an emptiness, a realization that a part of his life would always be absent.


    ******


    Meanwhile, on the mountaintop, a tearful old Howarding attempted to traverse the trail leading to the other side alone. Despite perspiration and exhaustion, he stumbled and rose, spurred on by the captain''s final command. At the summit, exactly where the captain had specified, rabbits scattered.


    On his knees, Howarding removed his hat and gazed at the speck on the ocean.


    Memories of young June flooded his mind, of the times he had played pranks on her when she was still a child, frolicking around the ship.


    "Farewell, my little June. Perhaps the gods will show mercy and In this life or the next, you may reunite with your sister."

 5 Years Later

    After our goodbyes, 5 entire winters and summers would pass. The sky now covered the marine¡¯s Headquarters at the port of Machuts. Many men in marina uniforms sat around the long wooden table and waited, until one we already knew entered, with eyes as red as blood and hair of darkness, his dark soul and lifeless expression that made everyone in the room lower their heads.


    ¡°Commandant Maximiliano, we were waiting for you¡±


    an old man then stands up to read the parchment


    ¡°another royal letter¡± someone whispered.


    And so the old man started.


    ¡°Due to your immense help, infiltrating the blood Emerald ship, making us aware of all the strategies and structures used by pirates, we were able to send the great blood Emerald pirate Julia Rogers and many others reputable pirates to hell. The king now proposes to throw a ball of honor to celebrate the end of the war with the pirates of the north, 5 years ago.


    the old man stopped and looked around nervously. Aiden, or rather Maximiliano, sat in the chair at the end of the table, one leg over the other and his hand on his face.


    when a presence interrupted him.


    ¡°its already this day of the year¡± he thought


    Lilim Vasconce, one of his captains with long dark blonde hair


    ¡°Hurray for our Commander, right?!¡±


    and everyone looked at each other before starting to flatter, unfortunately for them, Maximiano was already anesthetized, and didn''t care at all for all their efforts. Truthfully, Life felt a bit empty now that Julie was dead, and so Maximiliano did nothing but work without ever feeling complete again.


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    Meanwhile, many kilometers away from there, a frail nobleman with a white wig, the duke of Monthechhio was being observed. He stood near the port, awaiting the return of his daughter, who had been attending an all-girls school overseas ever since the death of her mother.


    With gentle features, the old duke would gaze out at the horizon, his eyes fixed on the dock whenever a ship approached. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, his long-awaited daughter arrived.


    As she got closer, her vibrant red hair and emerald-like eyes captivated the duke. Well, you could say the beautiful young lady was like a bucket of cold water for the duke who froze at the same second.. This stunning vision before him wasn''t his daughter, it was none other than Julie Rogers.


    Approaching him with an impish grin, the lady drew him into an embrace and whispered a secret in his ear, causing the duke to tremble and almost lose his balance.


    Helping him to stand, the lady requested that the butler bring to her "father" a glass of water. They boarded the carriage and Julie made her intentions unequivocally clear.


    She held the daughter of that very man captive and, unless he was willing to comply, she would keep her imprisoned for several more months or worse. To reinforce her message, Julie presented a carefully wrapped package.


    "Oh, how Ah''ve longed for your presence, father. Do admire my humble offering," she cooed, handling the package to the old Duke.


    Peering apprehensively at the small box, the man feared it contained a piece of his dear daughter''s body. However, instead, he discovered a collection of incriminating documents that exposed his illicit undertakings. It was more than enough evidence to condemn not only him, but his entire family to the gallows, courtesy of the crown.


    "Of course, if you help me, I will help you, silly," Julie retorted.


    Curious about how she obtained the package, the duke asked, "Why should I trust you?"


    "Because you have no choice, and pirates keep their word," she replied confidently, and continued


    "It is an honor to make your acquaintance, father. My name is Julie. Perhaps, if it pleases you, you may refer to me as little June, although only in private. For the following month, your daughter shall be identified as Anelise van Monthechhio."


    "oh, and I will ensure your real daughter receives the same treatment as me, of course, one eye for an eye."


    And thus, they set off on their way to the old Dukes Manor.


    ***

 New Breezes Bring new Beginnings

    Upon arrival at the Duke''s estate, the Duke made a concerted effort to avoid Julie by keeping himself occupied. Unfortunately, once Julie had a plan, there was no turning back.


    She had a burning desire to become a lady, to gain entry into the palace, and she had to execute her plan flawlessly, under the guise of Anelize.


    In the evening, during dinner, Julie took a seat at the grand table, catching Serguey van Montechiio, her newly-appointed "father", off guard. He attempted to rise from his seat, but she interrupted him.


    "I have missed dining with my father so much. Boarding school has been incredibly lonely. Please, I insist that you stay," she pleaded.


    The scene was reminiscent of a painting. Tears welled up in her eyes as she delicately clutched his clothes, while all the maids observed with deep emotion. Serguey had no choice but to comply.


    He sat back down, but couldn''t bring himself to eat.


    "Come, old man, say ''ahh''!" Julie exclaimed as she scooped up a piece of meat onto a spoon.


    Unable to stomach the situation, Serguey excused himself from the table.


    "I''m afraid I''m not feeling well. Please excuse me... Ane," he said, making his departure from the table.


    ***


    Later that day, some food was delivered to Serguey''s bedroom.


    The servants informed him that it was from his daughter, leaving him extremely distraught. In a fit of rage, he hurled the food onto the floor.


    Shortly thereafter, Julie entered his room, instructing the maid to leave and closing the door behind her.


    She humbly retrieved the plate from the floor, observing,


    "This is quite a fin'' meal. Life has always been easy for people like ya." The memory of her sister crying from hunger flashed through her mind.


    Her sad eyes seemed genuinely earnest, though Serguey couldn''t trust anything anymore.


    "Ahm not a monster, you see. Not any more than ya," the girl uttered, handing him a letter.


    He eagerly grasped the letter, immediately recognizing the handwriting.


    "The calligraphy, the scent... It''s Anelise! It''s my daughter."


    "She says she''s doin'' well, old man," Julie continued, pouring some tea. "She resides in a splendid residence in Prussia. She believes ye purchased it for her. She''s awaiting yer arrival."


    Offering him the tea cup, she added, "Once everything is settled, ya can be reunited."


    Serguey remained silent, motionless like a statue.


    As Julie wondered if she had killed him, she inched closer and waved her hand in front of his face, hoping for a blink.


    "What are you doing?" he finally asked.


    "Oh, ye''re still alive," she sighed in relief. "Ya look so pale, as if you''ve seen a ghost."


    Serguey was utterly confused.


    "You''ll recover soon. We have a ball to attend, father. Also, Ah need ya to write a letter for me."


    "I will not assist a repugnant pirate in gaining access to the palace."


    "May ya gather yer shit together and conduct yerself in a more appropriate manner, as Ah previously advised. Pirates are known for keeping their promises," she stated, moving towards the exit.


    June was not easily offended, having endured worse insults on a daily basis while growing up. Nonetheless, she believed it would be beneficial to put on a show. She stood up and turned around, speaking before shutting the door:


    "Ye, who slaves, and me, a disgusting pirate who frees. Ah wonder who''re the monsters.". She looked to the soup before leaving.


    Serguey then proceeded to taste the soup that Julie had selected from the floor.


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    "No signs of poison."


    ****


    On the following day,


    Seguey happened to be passing by the grand staircase when he glimpsed Julie attempting to dance, but she was utterly unsuccessful.


    "Come, father, dance with me," the girl said, beaming.


    Julie had gathered a few of the household staff members who were willing to assist her, mistakenly believing her to be Anelise.


    However, she performed poorly, causing a line of assistants to injure their foot and display signs of discomfort.


    The man decided to give it a try and approached Julie, who quickly grasped his arms to dance.


    "Stop trying to dictate the dance, girl. Simply follow my lead... Argh," said Serguey as his first foot was stamped upon.


    They made a few more attempts.


    "I can''t bear it any longer; it''s simply too tedious, old man," she complained.


    "Boring? Dance is one of life''s pleasures and..." he began, but she cut him off.


    "Even the mere mention of it makes me sleepy. Come on, old man."


    And so she called upon the young pianist:


    "You there! Make this piano play faster! Faster!" The pianist trembled with fear, and she seemed to have pleasure from that. "Faster, you too, lass. Hahaha. Now, you, old man," she commanded, grabbing one of the duke''s arms.


    "What are you..." Serguey attempted to ask, but she promptly interrupted.


    "Just follow my lead, will ya?!"


    With small leaps, they commenced a comical dance, which turned out to be quite enjoyable.


    "You give it a try, lass," Julie suggested to the maid, who initially refused but found herself compelled to participate. Before long, they were all laughing and having a good time!


    "Ah, you see, hahaha, this is what life is all about," Julie declared to the man.


    ***


    Later on, both of the assistants were dismissed.Serguey looked at Julie and, sitting down, he questioned,


    "Why did you become a pirate in the first place?"


    "Ah suppose Ah was born one. When you are shaped this way, there''s truly no other place ye can belong. It''s actually not that bad; being here ah can clearly see that," she replied.


    "What do you mean?"


    "Ye''re far too lonely, old man. Perhaps that''s why ye have engaged in wrongdoing ¨C ye''ve simply forgotten what truly matters." Julie said.


    The man gazed at the portrait of his family, hanging on the same wall behind him..


    In the portrait you could see a lovely woman stood beside Sergey, beaming, while a small girl lay on his lap.that was his late wife and his daughter Anelise.


    Julie''s voice abruptly snapped him back to reality as she made her way out.


    "Ya owe me for that tedious dance lesson, old man," the lady exclaimed, running off.


    "Wait, is Anelize really alright?" he quickly questioned Julie.


    "She doesn''t even realize she was kidnapped, what do ya think?" the girl replied, already in the distance waving goodbye.


    Sergey turned his attention back to the portrait.


    ******


    In the following days, Julie proved to be a fast learner in all aspects. She quickly mastered dancing and also gathered extensive knowledge about Anelize. Seeking entertainment, she shifted her focus to Sergey''s accounting books. It was evident that Sergey struggled with managing the household, prompting Julie to offer her assistance.


    "Ya know, Ah was once a captain, a good one. I took great care of Mah people. Let me show ya," Julie declared.


    Julie''s intelligence was indeed impressive , and the two could engage in hours-long conversations about strategies. She soon became a valuable asset to Sergey, assisting him with numerous tasks.


    And so, the time passes and finally, the day for traveling to attend the ball had arrived.

 The Ball I

    On the following day, the departure day arrived.


    In the room, Duke Serguey found Anelise, or more precisely Julie, with her bare feet resting on the table while she read a book. He was taken aback by this behavior, having never witnessed such unladylike conduct before.


    Sergey was froze for a moment


    "Did Ah actually kill the old man this time?" she pondered, setting the book aside.


    The old duke regained his composure.


    "I thought you were ready. The carriage leaves in an hour... It will be a day-long journey, and we will arrive the day prior to the ball," he remarked.


    "Perfect," Julie replied, lowering her feet and slipping on her shoes.


    "Aren''t you going to wear socks?" he questioned embarrassed by her behaviour.


    "Who will notice? This dress has so much fabric that ah can barely move. Ah could even save myself the trouble and go without panties," she laughed, glancing at him. "It''s no wonder that all the ladies here are fragile and bland. If I had to wear dresses like these all mah life, my body would resemble a turnip."


    They promptly got into the carriage and traveled for hours. At times, they journeyed in silence, while other moments were filled with conversations. They made occasional stops to appreciate the scenery.


    "Seeing Julie in this light, she truly appears to be an ordinary person," Serguey thought, admiring Julie and wondering about Annelize.


    ***.


    At dusk, they arrived at the castle. Although they were not received by the king himself, a messenger arrived to extend a welcome to them.


    "The king wishes to see you tomorrow morning in the garden. He desires to provide an answer to your proposal," the messenger informed.


    The old Serguey glanced at Julia, contemplating the word "proposal." "But I didn''t make any proposal," he mused.


    The next morning, they were led to meet the king. As they approached the garden, they noticed a lavish table overflowing with an assortment of food. Dressed impeccably, a group of servants stood patiently, bowing their heads. In the background, the elderly king awaited their arrival, accompanied by a young boy with fair hair, serene sky-blue eyes, and a gentle countenance.


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    "My dear, good old Sergey, I can finally meet Anelize," the king greeted.


    The young man beside the king seemed exhilarated, and the monarch, stealing a brief glance in his direction, continued.


    "Or rather, my future in-law, I would like to raise a toast in approval of your proposal, even if its still morning . It is worth celebrating."


    Serguey''s throat tightened. "Marriage? Julie had gone too far; she had placed him in the lion''s den. Why would he allow himself to be ensnared by a pirate? But what could he do? Julie had outsmarted him."


    In the direction of Julie, his gaze shifted, filled with anger.


    Julie, who looked nothing like the person Sergey was used to, appeared rather timid and innocent, much like his daughter. This sudden realization only made him grow even paler.


    "Well, don''t you look thrilled? My old friend, we always wanted to be family, didn''t we? I can''t help but wonder what finally convinced you to marry our childs, maybe it was the lady?" the king said with a sly tone.


    "Ah, your majesty," Julie stammered, her cheeks turning red as her gaze darted aimlessly.


    ****


    Having arrived at the royal palace that morning, Maximilian was promptly greeted by numerous servants.


    "Where is the king?" he questioned upon entering.


    "I''m sorry, he cannot see you at the moment," an orderly replied.


    "Whatever," Maximilian muttered, tossing his coat at one of the servants before making his way up the stairs.


    Upon entering his room, he noticed a letter addressed to him from his younger brother, the sole survivor besides himself, who also happened to be the crown prince.


    "Hello, brother. I hope your journey went well. Father has just approved a bride. We don''t have an official date yet, but I would like to invite you to celebrate. Unfortunately, I believe it arrived after our meeting, but if..."


    Without hesitation, Maximilian crumpled up the letter and tossed it into the garbage.


    "That fool," he scoffed, collapsing onto an old armchair near the window. "Bringing me here for such pointless reasons when I have so much to attend to in the navy. Oh, how I long to return. It''s all dreadfully dull here."


    Seated in the chair facing the window, he closed his eyes, relishing in the warmth of the sun''s rays illuminating the room.


    Moments like these were the few instances where Maximilian truly felt alive, as if, for just a second, he was transported back to the ship.


    "Ha, pathetic. I am utterly pathetic in the eyes of the captain, aren''t I?" he pondered, shielding his face with his hands.


    "Even in death, the captain would still triumph," he thought, slipping into a deep slumber.


    ****


    Early afternoon had arrived, and Maximillian could hear a commotion in the garden. To escape the clamor, he retreated to the backyard. However, instead of the usual emptiness, he discovered a young lady amongst the flowers. Her long, red hair glimmered in the sunlight, and his heart raced when their eyes locked, as if time had never passed.


    "You!" he exclaimed.

 The Ball II

    Without uttering a word, Julie gazed at him, her face devoid of any emotions, displaying no hint of surprise. Maximilian''s complexion was as white as paper as he interrogated, "You, how did you?!"


    Julie, pretending to be a shy young lady, responded with a slight bow, "Sir, do I know you?"


    Filled with fear of losing her, Maximilian tightly grasped her arms, certain of her familiar scent. Yet, how and why was she there, alive?


    "Brother!" exclaimed the crown prince, who was just entering the garden, and continued, "This is Anelize Va Montecchio, my bride, and this is Maximillian, Commander Maximilian, my elder brother."


    "Have I lost my mind?" Max pondered, unsure of the reality before him.


    In that instant, as Julie recollected the name Commander Maximilian, the very person responsible for the deaths of all her men five years ago, the individual she desired dead above all else, she wondered, was it truly Aiden, the same individual?


    Aware of the delicate spot she was at, Julie feigned timidity, as she bowed and departed, leaving Maximilian empty-handed.


    ****


    Nightfall soon arrived, revealing the irony of life through a sky full of stars.


    It was the night of the ball, with the palace lights visible from a distance.


    The entrance to the ball exuded a triumphant air, with the palace surrounded by lakes adorned with flickering candles and flower arches. Elegantly attired guests made their entrance, and Anelise von Montecchio, accompanied by her father Duke Sergey, was announced.


    Promptly, they introduced themselves to the royal family, evoking a silly smile from the prince who seemed captivated by the girl''s beauty and simplicity in her light pink gown.


    Shortly after, Maximiliano made his entrance, eliciting a wave of whispers among the guests. There was not a single person who did not turn to catch a glimpse of him.


    "This is Maximiliano."


    "I''ve never seen him at any social gathering."


    "They say he doesn''t like people."


    "They say he only despises pirates, and this is a celebration of peace," people commented.


    Maximilian stood before the king and prince, bowing his head.


    "Greetings, Your Royal Highness."


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    An inexplicable tension hung in the air, and all eyes were fixed on that spot. Anelise took a deep breath and concealed herself behind Sergey.


    ***


    Then, a stunning young woman entered the room, tall and slender, with flowing dark blonde locks and olive green eyes. It was none other than the maritime captain, Liliam Vasconc, widely recognized for sharing Maximilian''s hatred towards pirates.


    With resolute and confident strides, she navigated through the crowd towards Maximiliano.


    On her way, she caught sight of Anelize and halted, covering her mouth with her hands.


    "Miss, as the rumors have it, you are exquisitely beautiful", she exclaimed with widened eyes. Then, turning towards Maximiliano, she continued,


    "Commander Maximiliano, it is an absolute honor to have you gracing us with your presence here tonight¡­¡­.. at your own celebration¡­¡­. Finally."


    Lilliam was bewildered as the commander had never before attended his own parties.


    "Your party?" Julie inquired.


    Approaching Anelize, Maximiliano met her gaze, attempting to intimidate her.


    "Yes, tonight we commemorate the demise of those loathed savages, the pirates," he declared, raising a glass in a toast.


    However, to Maximiliano''s astonishment, as he scrutinized the girl''s face for any signs, she calmly replied,


    "Oh! You gentlemen must be so brave. I, on the other hand, feel a tinge of jealousy... My life, compared to yours, has been quite modest and uncomplicated," Anelize said, blushing.


    A feeling of unease washed over Maximiliano, and he nervously extended his hand, inviting Julie to a dance. But, the crown prince quickly intervened, Julie happily taking his hand, leaving Maximiliano behind, abandoned before everyone.


    As Julie danced with the crown prince, she glanced towards a quieter corner of the ballroom.


    There stood Lilian, the marine captain, accompanied by two elderly individuals who resembled her parents. They embraced her, filled with excitement, and the girl appeared to be sharing some good news, judging by her smile.


    Julie couldn''t help but imagine how marvelous it would have been if her sister had led a life akin to that of this girl ¨C filled with dancing and revelry. Where was Mei now? Was she married? Did she wear beautiful dresses? Did she still remember Julie? Or was her small body resting at the bottom of the sea, forgotten and all alone¡­? Julie closed her eyes, exhaling deeply, trying to dispel these haunting thoughts.


    ****


    After a few hours, Julie grew bored, taking hold of a drink and departing from the crowded hall.


    After drink, she impulsively hurled the glass away, unable to fathom how anyone could tolerate such tediousness.


    She strolled towards the outskirts of the dance, near a small bridge, admiring the shimmering lights reflected on the lake''s surface, leaning against the bridge''s handrail.


    Suddenly, she sensed someone approaching from behind. Before she could react, in a matter of seconds, she was forcefully pushed into the river.


    She heard the splash and felt the chilling water engulf her face. From there, she glimpsed Maximiliano calmly observing as she drowns in the water, succumbing to its depths.

 The bal III

    In reality, Captain Julie had exceptional swimming skills, being able to hold her breath for an extraordinary amount of time and even catch big fishes underwater. On the other hand, Anelize had been traumatized by her mother''s drowning when she was young, resulting in a deep fear of water.


    This was the perfect opportunity for Maximillian to prove that Anelize was, in fact, Julie.


    Leaning against the sideboard, he observed how long the "drowning show" would persist.


    Little did he know, exactly 5 years ago, Julie had witnessed her crew members'' lifeless bodies being tossed aside as she succumbed to a severe injury underwater, leading to her inability to enter the seas ever since. Maximillian had seized the sea from a pirate and, behind the act, Julie was merely an empty shell driven by vengeance.


    For Julie, the sensation of water replacing air and her body growing heavier brought her back to that fateful day, leaving her paralyzed and unable to react. As she saw her final breath escape, she gazed up at Commander Maximillian on the bridge, meeting his eyes and dwelling on a final thought: "So it was true, Aiden really betrayed me," before succumbing to a deep slumber.


    Observing her motionlessness, Maximilian felt a sense of foreboding. What if he had gone mad and made a grave mistake? However, before he could make a move, someone else jumped into the water. Old Sergey sprang into action, snatched the unconscious girl, and resurfaced.


    ***


    That night, while recuperating in the palace, Julie experienced a dream, more reminiscent of a haunting memory.


    It was a flashback to five years prior, when Julie and her crew ventured into the city to capture Redbeard. However, they unwittingly fell into a trap, as their ship came under attack by the awaiting marines.


    Caught in the trap, Julie valiantly fought, even though her physical condition was not at its best. She managed to take down numerous marines before surveying the devastating scene: her comrades were losing the battle, dying one by one.


    In a sudden turn of events, a hulking figure with blade-like hands leaped in front of her, catching her off guard. As she attempted to assist Mountessour, this man ruthlessly stabbed her in the abdomen.


    "How was he so fast? How did he predict my every move?" she wondered, only to feel an unsettling sensation. Glancing down, she noticed blood streaming down her legs, punctuated by the captain''s chilling words.


    "Just as Commander Maximiliano predicted, you die today, Rogers," he sneered, his laughter echoing. "


    Eventually, she awoke in the lavishly decorated bedroom within the palace chamber where she and Sergey were staying. Her eyes grew darker, and her cheeks became damp with tears. Only one emotion consumed her upon waking.


    "Aiden, or rather, Maximiliano, must die."


    *****


    Meanwhile, in the other side of the palace, the marine commander Maximilian found himself visibly agitated in his office, just as marine captain Liliam entered.


    "Ah, the party was splendid, Max. Why did you summon me here?" she questioned, stretching her arms lazily.


    "Commander Maximilian," he corrected sternly.


    "Whatever, I''m off duty," slurred Captain Liliam, visibly drunk..


    "I require your assistance in investigating the girl. I want to know everything about Anelize - her past actions and acquaintances," asserted Maximilian as he perused a stack of documents.


    "This is so unlike you¡­" Liliam replied, her tone assuming seriousness.


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    "She is not who you believe, Liliam! That girl is no different from a savage, a ruthless murderer, and I will prove it," declared Max, hastily signing some papers. Unusually excited, there was even a faint smile on his face.


    "I don''t know... I... I just really...hic...like her," confessed Captain Liliam.


    Maximilian clenched his jaw.


    At that moment, Captain Liliam comprehended the gravity of the situation and regained some sobriety, saluting.


    " deliver this letter to the navy command," declared Commander Maximilian, handing her a sealed envelope.


    "Understood, Commander Maximilian," responded the Captain, bowing before exiting.


    ***


    In the opulent guest chamber within the palace, the red-haired girl lay motionless on the bed. Her face appeared pallid, and her eyes seemed lost in thoughts. A nagging pain throbbed through her skull, as if the taste of water had mingled with her thoughts.


    Meanwhile, Sergey sat a short distance away, observing her curiously.


    "A pirate who fears water," he remarked, breaking the silence.


    Julie remained immobile, offering no reaction, which only served to heighten Sergey''s intrigue.


    "Are you truly...Julie? Julie Rogers, the Blood Emerald captain pirate?" he pressed further.


    "Well, did ya hav'' doubts?!" she retorted, turning her head toward him, her emerald eyes wide open.


    Julie remained completely motionless, not showing any reaction, which seemed quite unusual of her..


    "I thought it might be some other imposter pretending to be her, you know, you," he sighed and sat on the bed, continuing.


    "Everyone knows that Julie died five years ago, thanks to Maximiliano. Wait..."


    Seated on the bed, the Old Man pondered for a moment, pressing his lips with his fingers. A laugh resembling a "hohoho" escaped his mouth, causing Julie''s eyes to widen even further.


    "Hohoho, so J¨²lia Rogers went to the ball to celebrate J¨²lia Rogers'' death day and, on top of that, to reject Maximilian''s dance," he laughed heartily.


    "That''s yer kind of humor, old man," Julie ended up laughing at the irony too. But soon the laughter stopped. Feeling the taste of the water that will swallow the lake back


    Upon recovering their air, the old Serguey looked to her eyes, one question was finally ready to be asked.


    ¡° So tell me, why are you here Julie Rogers?¡±


    There was a second of silence, before she opened her lips again, letting the words smoothly run out.


    ¡°Maximillian, he must die.¡±


    ***


    For Sergey, everything fell into place. The reason why Julie had infiltrated the palace became clear. Meeting Maximilian was an impossible task unless you were connected to the royal family.


    "So, how did he manage to capture you, little carpa?" Sergey asked


    "Isn'' that what the legends say? ah had to meet Redbeard to get his treasures, when the marine heroes arrived. Or so they say," Julie replied in irony.


    "Well, is that the case? What does your legend say?"


    "A legend? ah don''t have one, you see," she paused for a moment. "But...mah sister, ah''ll tell ya the story of man sister."


    Julie proceeded to share the story of Mei, occasionally glancing towards the windows to keep her intense emotions in check.


    When she finally finished, the sun began to rise. Light flooded the room, bringing a sense of hope and the promise of change. Sergey held her hands and looked into her eyes.


    "Listen, oh god, forgive me for what I''m about to say...the red beard, he''s still alive! No one must ever know what I''m telling you," he whispered urgently.


    Before he could even finish the sentence, Julie sat up on the bed, gripping Sergey''s arms tightly. Her eyes stared at him, impatiently awaiting an answer.


    .


    "Where is he?" Julie''s surprise was evident as she opened her eyes and inquired.


    "There exists an underground prison where the ones who are not meant to be alive are held. It is a place where criminals are tortured for their hidden treasures or valuable information. There is no punishment more severe than that place, where even the sun dares not touch, and once inside, there''s no way out" he explained, adding that he had heard this directly from the king.


    Julie''s eyes shimmered with bright green, and tears suddenly streamed down her face.


    With a smile on her face, she tightly embraced Sergey.