THE PRINCESS & THE PIRATE

Chapter 12: The rebellious vow...

" How can it look so peaceful when my world feels like it's falling apart?" Reanna thought as she admired the beauty of the sun setting from the bay of her chamber window whilst the evenings breeze gently blew her red curls.

She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't hear her chamber door open or the footsteps of the unwelcome guest entering.

" I do hope you're not thinking of jumping...? That would be very inconvenient..." Quentin announced startling Reanna.

" Brother...I did not hear you enter...forgive me for not greeting you properly." Reanna forced herself to humbly say as she bowed respectfully.

" Yes, that much is obvious..." King Quentin responded his tone full of boredom.

Reanna kept her head lowered to hide her expression of hatred as her brother leisurely gazed around her room and then helped himself to the cup of wine that Edwina had thoughtfully left for Reanna to help settle her nerves before the banquet. " Do you plan to stay bowed all evening? RISE! QUICKLY! " Quentin ordered after he had quenched his thirst.

Reanna gracefully did as ordered although wisely kept her gaze lowered as she awaited her brother's next command.

" The dress I chose suits you well dear sister, it is very you. It shows your womanly curves nicely and compliments your porcelain skin tone and hair color. " Quentin complimented in a seductive tone that made Reanna shudder, as his gaze pervertedly roamed her body and finally settled on her cleavage.

Reanna lifted her head and forced a smile onto her face in gratitude at her brother's words despite not agreeing with him and being sickened by his lustful stare.

The dress he had chosen was appropriately in the color Reanna was well versed in wearing in her disguise of the hood- emerald green. However, the revealing and tight cut of the dress made Reanna fear her bosom would spill out at any second and the fabric clung to her tiny waist and wide hips so tightly that it almost made it difficult for her to breathe. Therefore, he may be right about the color suiting her but the dress itself was definitely not something Reanna would say was her style and unlike her emerald hood costume, this emerald garment made her feel uncomfortable and insecure.

" I thank you, brother, for your kind words..." Reanna replied with fake politeness.

" I can see it in your expression sister dear that your sweet words do not match your feelings....you look uncomfortable. Do you not like the dress I have chosen?"

Reanna was momentarily caught off gaurd by her brothers words and paused to think how best to respond. "My apologies, Sire, I do not mean to seem ungrateful it is just that I am not used to wearing this sort of garment..."

" Well of course you aren't, you are still a innocent maid and so understandably have no experience in how a woman should dress to please a man. Do not fret though sister dear, your attire is pleasing and you shall become a customed to wearing such alluring garments in time and King Sebastian no doubt will train you on how to please a man once you are wed." King Quentin said believing his sexist and crude words were words of support that would help his sister overcome her discomfort.

Reanna kept her gaze downwards to try and keep her usaul demure and polite facade which was begining to slip. The look of outrage in her heated gaze may have been hidden but she could not stop herself clenching her fists and her cheeks turning red - this time in anger.

" You have a Virgin's blush, sister." Quentin said mistaking the red tint of Reannas cheeks for a maiden's shyness. " I see you understand the meaning behind my words of learning to please a man and that the thought of such training makes you a little shy..." Quentin purred, adjusting his stiff manhood with one hand as his other harshly grabbed Reanna's chin and forced her gaze upwards to meet his eyes.

Reanna looked into her brothers lustful gaze and felt instantly sick. How could her own brother look at her so in appropriately?

He was her brother and meant to protect and cherish her and yet he was a cruel tyrant that only ever looked at or spoke to her with looks and tones of either annoyment or uncontrollable lust.

She had spent her childhood since thier parents death in misery because of the way her brother treated her and if her plans failed and she was forced to marry King Sebastian she feared her future would be worse.

After all, her brothers cruelness was nothing compared to the reputation of King Sebastian and although her brother clearly had lustful fantasies of her he was never able to act upon them, but if she was forced into marriage with King Sebastian... she would be his wife and he had the legal right to claim his husbandly rights.

The thought of her future as King Sebastian wife, if her plans failed, truly frightened her. As did her brothers words that King Sebastian would train her how to please a man, due to the fact Kings Sebastian reputation for his perverted desires was as well know as his reputation of cruelness.

A look of fear crossed Reanna's expression.

" No need to be frightened, I will not punish you for being unable to control your emotions and ruining your porcelain complexion by blushing..." Quentin said arrogantly believing that Reanna feared his wrath.

" You are a woman after all, therefore an emotional creature unable to help yourself. You need not feel guilty about ruining the great effort I have gone to by making you look alluring either, as your virginal blush displays your innocence adding contrast to your seductive appearance, which is quite intoxicating . King Sebastian will surely be powerless to resist you this evening... your appearance pleases me sister as I am sure your behaviour this evening shall aswell? " King Quentin asked rhetorically.

Reanna had a sudden urge to pull out of her brothers grasp. She wished she could scream at him that he was a perverted monster and refuse to lower herself by acting as his obedient w***e this evening by wearing this revealing gown and trying to seduce a proposal out of King Sebastian. Despite how desperately she wished she could ,however, she knew for her peoples sake she had no choice but to appease her brother- for now.

" I shall try my best to behave as you instruct brother." Reanna said with fake sweetness which made her brother smile.

" You are such a good obedient sister, I do hope you shall keep your natural nature and be as obedient wife to King Sebastian as you are a sister to me. After all the future of our Kingdom depends on it." Quentin said as he held out his arm ready to escort Reanna.

Reanna thought over her brothers words before replying. Yes she appeared to be a meek and obedient woman, but her true nature was one of a strong will and fierceness. She was a woman who was determined to use every ounce of her strength to fight against her brothers tyranny for justice for her people and if her brother wished for her to keep her natural nature for once that was a command she would gladly follow.

" I will heed your words Sire. I vow to keep my nature always and if I do marry King Sebastian then I promise for the good of the Avlington Kingdom, that I shall keep my natural nature for the duration of our married life." Reanna cleverly replied.

King Quentin ignorantly nodded in approval at Reanna's rebellious speech before he took her hand escorted her without further delay towards the grand hall.

" Are you ready sister to make our stunning entrance?" King Quentin asked once they had reached the balcony at the top of the grand hall.

Reanna smoothed her skirt nervously one last time before she nodded at her brother in response.

" Very well, you may announce us." King Quentin commanded.

The Royal herald, who had been starring open mouthed at Princess Reanna's unrivaled beauty sprang to attention at hearing his Kings authoritive tone and quickly stepped from behind the curtain into the view of the guests gathered below.

" Hhmmm...your Highnesses, Lords, Ladies and esteemed guests, I present King Quentin of Avlington and his sister the crown Princess Reanna..."