Amelia thought carefully before permanently staining the parchment with her silent plea for help and rescue. Never before had she addressed a Prince, for she had never had the desire or the social status too. But now that she was finding herself crossing the sea to him, she felt that it was appropriate for her to write to this mysterious man and ask for help. Amelia finished dotting her t's and i's, then lifted the pen and placed it gently on the desk beside her and read her letter out loud to catch any mistakes or grammatical errors before it was sent off.<br/><br/>After a few quiet moments, she let her hands fall in her lap and lifted her gaze to the doors of the cabin; she was satisfied with the flow and request that lay inside her penned words, but there was still something that did not feel right. Amelia lowered her gaze and immediately found what was missing.<br/>The letter was addressed, not to a name, but to a title: "Your Highness..."<br/>It suddenly became clear to her that she could not recall being given his name. Even in the letter her father had written to her, spilling the shocking news of the engagement, he had failed to mention the Prince's name.<br/><br/>Amelia's brows furrowed together and her face became pallid with fear as she thought of the consequences of what this error might mean.<br/>If she couldn't address the Prince properly, then how on earth would these pirates believe her worthy of keeping safe?<br/>A lump formed in Amelias' throat, and she quickly folded the letter in half, then in half again, until it was small enough for her to hide in her sleeve; Once hidden, she stood up and crossed the room to her pile of clothes, digging until she found a pair of short coral heels, and once she put them on, she walked over to the door and twisted the doorknob.<br/><br/>The bright sun reflecting off of the sea and the white sails caused Amelia to blink, but once her eyes became accustomed to the brightness she saw the crew working on the deck, doing various things. Two women who were close to the captains' cabin saw her, and to her relief, they did nothing but scowl at her and continue on in their work.<br/>Amelia swallowed nervously as she slowly walked out into the sun and into the view of many, then she walked over to a young woman who was swabbing the deck. As she approached the woman, she saw a large tattoo that covered half of her face and neck, and she nearly backed away from her appearance, but she forced herself to address her.<br/>"Excuse me...I...I don't mean to bother you, but...I was...I was wondering if you could tell me where the captain is? I need to speak with her, for-"<br/>"Lookit you, you dumb thing...not knowing the first place to look for the captain of her ship..." The woman's voice was gargled and rough and it sounded like she was annoyed and pissed off at the world as she pointed abruptly to the helm.<br/>Amelia held her tongue back from spitting back the fire that was obviously in this womans' eyes, but dipped her head and began to walk over to where the captain and two others stood....<br/>"Oh..." She muttered breathlessly as she realized the man that stood next to the captain. It was that bastard of a man, Caspian.<br/>Amelia took a breath to compose herself before making her way to where they all stood.