AMPHITRITE: Queen of the Sea

By bebiYoomi

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Prince Tedros Pendragon of Camelot is ready to be a king at the age of eighteen. His princess, Sophie is a be... More

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WORDS FROM THE EVER SO LOVELY (BITCHY) AUTHOR
01 | ABDUCTION
02 | DINNER
04 | SOPHIE

03 | HORT

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By bebiYoomi

AGATHA

SHE WATCHED FROM AFAR.

She would love to kill her crew for telling Tedros some of the things that they don't usually tell their captives but no one puts up with her shit better than the Girls of the Atlantis.

She was thankful for, was the fact that Hester hadn't said anything about her past. Just some one liner that ends a chapter leaving readers excited for the next part.

She sighed and pulled off her cloak.


AGATHA clutched her ugly black dress and shivered. Her dressed was soaked, her unruly hair was drenched, and she was lost.

She hugged her knees and softly cried.

The rain did nothing to ease her worries of getting lost and eaten by an animal of some sort.

It was stupid of her to run away from Tedros.

So stupid.

They boy just wanted to get to know her. But sadly, due to her unsociable ways and the thump of heart ringing in her ears, nervousness got the best of her.

She ran away from the Garden of Gavaldon and found her way through the creepy forest of the Endless Woods.

Why the hell was that stupid cute prince giving her these feelings?

Cute?

She wiped her drenched face and silently cried.

"Agatha are you there?!?" A boy screamed, "Please come back! I'm sorry!"

Agatha sniffed and looked around for the sound of the boy's voice. "Tedros?"

"I'm here!" the boy squeaked from the distance, "Come back to me, please! I'm sorry! Stay where you are, I'm gonna get you."

To be perfectly honest, she couldn't forget the warmth that spread through her chest when she heard the young prince utter those words.


THE CAPTAIN groaned and rubbed two fingers on the bridge of her nose. Why now?

A past, a title, a family, and a betrothed.

Stupid, stupid past.

Only Hester knew. Cause Hester wasn't really the gossip type, and she might've snooped in the captain's headquarters, just to discover the Amphitrite before. The one who wasn't the Queen of the Sea or whatever people called her nowadays.

Amphitrite shook her head. She shouldn't be thinking of the past. She should be thinking of the present. And the future for that matter.

With a final glare at Tedros' direction, she sashayed off to her headquarters.

Her room was on the far corner of the lower deck. Like every room in the ship, her room was identified with golden letters that read, AMPHITRITE. However, her door had two golden tridents painted on each side.

She opened her doors to reveal a suite fit for a lady captain.

The wooden floorboards creaked as she stepped in.

Half of her room consisted of her personal things. A vanity, a queen sized bed with sky blue sheets and white pillows, a lamp on a table beside her bed, a mini bookshelf by her vanity that contains her favorite books, and a bathroom with her toiletries.

But half of the room was for her pirate things.

An antique desk was littered with papyrus scrolls, quilts, letters, and ink bottles. There was a huge cork-board plastered on the wall with a map of the Endless Woods. A velvet chair was infront of the desk and a table lamp was lit.

She went to the desk and picked up the letters she received earlier, before she kidnapped Tedros.

She blushed at the thought of the prince.

Stop it! Anadil thinks you even like him.

The prince was handsome indeed. But feelings cannot be shown in her line of work. It just doesn't feel right. And she was convinced that her feelings for Tedros was nothing but a mere imagination and teasing of Anadil.

Yeah right.

Back to the letters on her desk, she licked them up to see from who were the letters addressed to her.

Cinderella.

Handsel and Gretel.

Tinkerbell.

Jack.

Hort.

HORT?

Picking up the cream colored envelope, she immediately grabbed a knife and tore off the candle stamp of the Bloodbrook Crest and opened the rough paper.


To: Amphitrite, Captain of the Atlantis (my ever so loving little sister)

How's it been going, Agatha? I know you hate being called Agatha.... But hey? Can't kill me while I am writing this ey?

But that is not why I am writing this to you my sister.

Adoptive little sister for the matter, but it's because the crew and I are going to visit the Atlantis.

Father insisted that I visit you to see if you're doing fine on your own. You have made a very notorious impression for the past three years. Father is very impressed.

But the old crew misses you and would love to see you again. I miss you too lil sis. It's a rather quiet life without you.

Father will not be with us since he stayed home with mother. They wanted quality time with each other and I think it's nice that they still are madly inlove with one another.

Oh and do not worry! We'll find you wherever you are, I just know it. I can't to see you Agatha. Peace out!

From your handsome brother,
Hort.


Amphitrite stared at the letter from her step brother with a small smile on her porcelain face. Ever since she left the confines of Bloodbrook three years ago, she's never really seen him. It was nice to know that her adoptive brother cared for as if she was of blood.


SHE STARED AT THE LANKY BOY infront of her who held a sunflower on one hand.

The pirate man behind her gave her a slight push, "Go on, he's gonna be your brother."

Agatha's lips parted in aw and looked up at the pirate, "M-My brother?"

"That's right." The boy before him squeaked and held out the sunflower to her, "I'm Hort."

She hesitantly reached for the sunflower, "I'm Agatha."


TEDROS

IT WAS FIVE IN THE GODDAMN MORNING when a loud banging made him jolt from his bed.

"Pretty boy!" Anadil kept on banging his door. "Wakey! Wakey! We have a meeting on the deck in five!"

Tedros rubbed his puffy eyes in hopes of getting his soul awakened. He couldn't sleep at all last night knowing that he might get killed in his sleep.

It wasn't that he didn't trust the girls who fed him last night and told him stories of their capers, it was the uneasy feeling Tedros developed for the captain.

She seemed familiar to him somehow. Those emotionless big bug brown eyes never left his mind.

Not to mention the disturbing facts of their capers which steered clear of Camelot made sense, to be perfectly honest. They always thought that the infamous pirate crew was a myth or just a slip of the tongue of the merchants. But he was here wasn't he?

Why now?

Who was Amphitrite? What was her past?

So many questions were swimming through his head. Or was it just the Anadil's insufferable banging? Who knows?

Tedros looked at his reflection from the full length mirror in his room (holding cell).

His curly blond hair was sticking out in every way possible, and he didn't even bother to fix it. Leave it be. The captain won't mind. Or would she?

Why am I even thinking that?

His blue eyes looked tired, his desert skin was a little paler, he had a strong jaw, and not any trace of a stubble was seen on his handsome face.

He was still wearing the same beige breeches and boots, and Excalibur was still on his side. But Kiko had lent him a white long sleeved tunic. She said that it belonged to Amphitrite's brother.

Who knew she even had a brother?

With a final glance on the mirror, he made his way towards the door and opened it. To reveal a smirking Anadil with her white hair tied in a high ponytail and sporting a red bandana that goes well with her eyes.

She eyed him up and down. "Looking good, pretty boy."

Tedros mirrored her smirk and leaned on the door frame. "I am a prince. It comes with the title." Anadil raised an eyebrow at the ever so cocky prince.

"Whatever, pretty boy. We have a meeting today at the deck." Anadil reminded him.

Tedros cocked an eyebrow. "Are you gonna kill me?"

Anadil smirked. "As much as I'd love to, we have strict orders from the captain to not kill you. Seriously, that girl has the hots for yah!"

"That handsome am I?"

Anadil yanked him by his sleeve. "Don't get too cocky, Mr. McCocky Pants."

As Tedros was being dragged, he looked rather confused yet again. "Then why would we even have a meeting?"

"Cause we're having visitors."


"MY SWEET AMPHITRITE!" As the ship floated beside the Atlantis, one of the pirates jumped off of the other ship and landed on the deck.

Tedros raised an eyebrow.

"My dear sister! How have you been?" The boy came dashing towards Amphitrite and trapped her in a bear hug. "Oh how I have missed you!"

"I missed you too, Hort." A small smile appeared on the captain's lips. A smile? Who the hell even is this jerkface? Her brother, right. "But can you please let me breathe?"

The jerkface chuckled and let go of Amphitrite.

And that's when Tedros had a good look at him.

He wasn't older than Tedros, that's for sure. He had fair skin, spiky black hair and brown eyes that seems to hold a very fun glint to them.

His attire was consisted of leather. A black shirt was under a red leathered coat that had long sleeves. He wore brown breeches and black boots. On his waist was a brown belt, with a sword on the side. His gloves were black and showed his fingers. A pocket watch was dangling on his coat pocket and he had a red bandana on.

So this was Amphitrite's brother?

"My apologies, sister." He laughed. "Have you captured anyone yet?" He smirked.

"We have." Amphitrite said grimly and held a hand out towards Tedros' direction. "Him."

Hortturned towards the direction where his sister gestured. "What the hell?"



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