Peter smiled at her and said “No, I will send this letter by Courier to the French Governor on the other side of the island.” “It is neat the French  have the Northern half of the island and we Dutch have the southern half.”  “This cabin has a moat around it and one little bridge.” “As long as you stay on this side, your virtue is safe, no man saved the old man whom delivers your food staples will cross that bridge unless I am here.” “However, Dutch Tradition dictates that if a lady lives in the same house as a man for four months and five days, they must marry to preserve her virtue.” “Since neither of us have been married before, it would prove to be an adventure.  He wrote a letter in French and put it and her letter in a pouch and sent a courier to the French Governor.<br/><br/>One month had passed and Peter said “The letter should be in the hands of the Spanish Ambassador to France. Peter went out on voyages raiding other Spanish ships. He happen to be North of Puerto Rico when he caught a Galleon who had suffered two masts broken by the strong winds and he easily capyured it and it’s treasure of gold and silver before dispatching it and its crew to Davy Jones locker.  He and the two sloops crawled back to port, heavily loaded with Gold and silver and seven woman. Two months went by and Peter said,” your father should have the letter by now.” “I hope he is alright, wouldn’t want your ransom delayed.” “Never thought about that, but what if your father, God forbid, has died, who will ransom you?”