When they were done and made sure that they did a good job tidying our men, the pirate who had been put in charge by their pirate captain stood over their heads with the pistol pointed at them.
"What are we going to do with them? Shall we tie them?" asked the pirate who was holding me his captain.
"Of course not. Transfer the two women immediately to our ship," the pirate captain replied, annoyed.
"Okay!" the pirate agreed and started walking, dragging me behind him.
"One moment!" Brielle shouted, drawing their attention to her. "It is not possible to move us wearing only our nightgowns. We have to get dressed. We are terribly cold. If you don't care about me, at least you should for the princess. She has to get dressed otherwise she will get sick and that is not in your best interest. If she dies, what will you deliver then? "
The pirate captain looked at her and scratched his beard thoughtfully.
