Chapter One
She stood on the quay with her swords. She yelled at some bastard who was dressed nobly. By the looks of it, he was her betrothed. Gods, she was a vision, and my heart thudded in my chest. She stood there and told him to fuck off. She said he should return to his pampered life of ease. She declared she was not born of land but of the sea.
She is the King’s Blade after all, and she still has her obligations to fulfill: collect payments, cut out any corruption, and handle trade talks. What he would not let go of was that no woman of her standing should be doing such things, for she is too delicate and it should fall on his shoulders. Her eye was twitching because he called her delicate. “Do you think I do not know how to do the work of a man? Do you think these hardened men fear me for no reason at all? Or dare not touch me because they know they are dead the moment they do? I grew up with half these captains under my father’s banner. I am not called the King’s Blade for nothing.”
He yelled back at her, “They are men, and they do not fear women who look like you; they want to have you for themselves. That is what they do, and I will not have my woman handling a man’s work. Let me talk to them. I know how to talk to pirates; you don’t. They do not talk business with women, and they will take advantage of you.” That caused her and the whole quay to rumble in laughter; some said he was a fool to say that to her. Hardened captains came to her aid and spoke their piece about it.
“Your a bloody fool talking to her the way you are, and i am only gonna say this once so ya better listen up” he is pointing a weathered finger at the man “She is a damn fine woman and it is bad luck to try to pull one over on her, better at trade talks, with a sword and pistols, and running a ship than half the men here. and we ain’t scared of women who talk, we like our women feisty and mouthy and smart. Not some decorative ornaments”
Authors Note
This is a rough draft. It does not make sense half the time. That’s the beauty of the creative process! There will be exhilarating moments. The story will veer off course, refusing to follow a dull, logical flow. Instead, it dives into echoes of ideas already explored. This stirs a thrilling sense of disorientation for the reader. Additionally, the narrative will boldly take off in wild directions. It will explore tangents and concepts fearlessly. These paths seem disconnected at first glance, but they ignite curiosity and wonder. This chaotic nature, far from being a flaw, is a vibrant tapestry of possibilities! Embrace this ground floor material as an exciting foundation upon which something extraordinary and captivating can be crafted. Be open to the imperfections. They are the sparks of inspiration. Seize the chance to mold and refine it into a polished masterpiece. Allow creativity to flourish in all its messy and glorious forms!
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