Ann sat in her new quarters, feeling like a prisoner in a luxurious cage. The pirates had taken her to make her one of their concubines, and she knew that she would have to use all her wits and cunning to survive.
The captain, Blackbeard, had been courting her with lavish gifts and attention, trying to win her over to his side. But Ann was determined to resist him, refusing to become just another one of his many conquests.
Just then, one of the other concubines, a beautiful young woman named Elara, appeared at the door. "Ann, come with me," she said, her voice soft and husky. "The captain wants to see you."
Ann hesitated, unsure if she should trust Elara. But Elara's words were persuasive, and Ann found herself following her to the captain's quarters.
When they arrived, Blackbeard was sitting on his throne-like chair, a sly smile spreading across his face. "Ah, Ann," he said, his voice low and menacing. "I've been waiting for you."
