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EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE A PLAN, EVEN IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO NEXT... IF YOU WANT TO COMMAND THE GOLDEN EAGLE'S CREW, YOU HAVE TO CONQUER THEM WITH YOUR GRIT!<br/><br/>When you are the daughter of the Pirate King, you live in his shadow. The only adventures you experience are those you hear in the stories.<br/>But Isabella was never a girl to sit in one place. Stealing her father’s ship is only the beginning of a life filled with combat and debauchery.<br/>A friend of the leader of mercenaries and the guild of thieves, Isabella is ready to wreak havoc on the land and in the sea.<br/><br/>CHAPTER 1::<br/>Isabella was looking out of the window onto the city growing below the keep when the door opened. A man in robes of a scribe walked inside, his hands full of a stack of parchments.<br/>"Admiral," the man said, putting down the stacks next to a taller one on the big desk. "You are here earlier than I expected."<br/>"I have some errands to run in Derevan," Isabella said, walking towards the chair. "But it can wait until tomorrow."<br/>"Did you decide to tell your story then?"<br/>"I have some free time on my hands, and this should be fun."<br/>"I don't think you will have the same opinion once we start," the man said and settled in his chair. He looked at the long list of questions and back at Isabella. "Let's start with your childhood then."<br/>Isabella's smile slipped off her face, and she took a deep breath.<br/>"Is there a problem?" the man asked lifting a brow.<br/>"No, let's do it."<br/>***<br/>I woke up to the shouts in the other room. I sat up and rubbed the last of the sleep from my eyes. The glow from the moons filtered through the thick curtains and filled the room with a silver light.<br/>Snuggles hanging from my hand, I walked closer to the door. A few candles bathed the kitchen with warmth and brightened the faces of Donovan and Ragnol. They stood in the middle of the room each of them at one side of our dining table, arguing about something in harsh