Ash grimaced as the body hit the floor. He supported Scarlett and stared at his father. Chantel supported Scarlett, and Ash stepped away from her.
"Look what you did to the princess!" He said, clapping a hand over his mouth as the words escaped.
"Princess?" Ash's father asked.
"Y-yes, Sparrow," Jake said, nodding to Ash's father.
"Take her to the brig, girl!" Sparrow snarled.
Chantel nodded and dragged Scarlett away, taking a key from the hook on the wall. After the two girls left, Sparrow rapped his knuckles on the arm of his throne. A girl appeared from a room behind the throne and walked up to Jake and Ash.
The girl's hair was jet black and it moved when she walked, the end brushing against her lower back. A red and white headband was in her hair, and it matched her dress perfectly. The top half of the dress was tight, like a corset, and the straps, which hung limp on her shoulders, were made of artfully tattered red cloth, and the corset was made of tattered white lace over red velvet. The skirt was made of cream-colored cloth and red cloth, which seemed to be scraps sewn together. The outfit was artfully tattered, and her bare feet displayed a collection of gold anklets.
The girl had bright blue eyes, and her skin had been kissed by the sun. She smelled like coconuts and rum, and her hair was silky as it brushed against Ash's hand.
"This is Char, my ward. She is soon to be your wife, Ash."
"What?" Ash yelled.
"I'm betrothed to you," Char said, looking at him.
"I just met her."
"I agreed to it." Char informed him.
"But I did not."
"He has a point," Jake said.
"At least consider her, my son," Sparrow said.
"Yes, sir," Ash replied.
"Char, take them to their rooms."
"Yes, sir." Char said, taking Ash by the hand and leading him to a door to the right of the throne and pointing to a door on the left of the throne. "That's Jake's room, and this is yours," she nodded at the door in front of her. She motioned to the door behind the throne, saying, "That's my room. You don't have to knock... My future husband can come in whenever he wants."
Ash pulled his hand from hers and walked into his room, slamming the door in her face.
"What am I going to do? I don't want to marry a girl I just met..." He muttered.