The Princess and Her Pirate
Chapter One
Portshaven, Teleere
In the year of our Lord 1817
"Look there. Ain't that the biggest ass you ever seen?"
Ralph asked, and pointed gleefully over the heads
of his shipmates.
Not daring to glance right or left lest her stomach spew
forth its dubious contents, Tatiana Octavia Linnet Rocheneau, crown princess of Sedonia, kept her eyes strictly on the balding head of the passenger ahead of her. She could not help but wonder, however, if some Teleerian maid should be mightily offended or if, perchance, there was a prize-winning donkey upon the blessed terra firma they had almost reached. 'Twas impossible to guess with the giant called Ralph. Indeed, hiring him was near the pinnacle of folly. But boarding this leaky tub was surely the worst mistake of all. She hated the sea. When she returned to Sedonia, she would ride astride for a week and never board a ship again.
The waves slapped hard against the ship's weathered sides. Beneath her feet, the Melody heaved and groaned. Tatiana's stomach did the same.
"Ahh." Ralph sighe ... read full excerpt from: The Princess and Her Pirate ebook
