happyfalcon | Prompt: Captured

((ooc: Open for anyone to tag, but beware the historical mindfuckery. Your mission, should you choose to accept it: Is to rescue Anne Boleyn from the prison tower of Emperor Charles V in Spain.))

It seems the Holy Roman Emperor, Charles V, was not content to sit idly by and let Henry VIII, King of England, mistreat his aunt. Catherine of Aragon, the unhappy queen, had been neglected and ignored by Henry since her miscarriage of their son. Henry grew angry, thinking his marriage cursed by God and had thus sought to create male heirs by his mistresses.

Though Anne Boleyn was different.

She had refused his advances at first, to the chagrin of her father and uncle. Anne hadn't had interest in the king - and did not take to the idea of being referred to as "The Second Great Prostitute" like her sister, Mary. Still, after a while she had broken down and agreed to be the king's One True Mistress - though they had yet to share a bed. Still, that didn't stop Henry from pursuing a divorce from Catherine.

That's what had made Charles angry.

A few secret letters from Catherine told him the truth of how she had been mistreated by the king, and how he sought to divorce her in order to marry Anne Boleyn. Outraged, Charles had sent orders to his ambassador to take a few men with him and kidnap the queen and her ladies.

Kidnapping the queen and bringing her to Spain would free her from the king's cruelty. And, as Anne was a lady in waiting to the queen, she would also be captured, and Charles would be free to execute her in his realm. The charge: Treason against the queen of England.

So Anne was locked in the prison tower, awaiting her punishment. What would it be? Hanging? Drawn and quartered? Anne knew Catherine would want the slowest, most painful death imaginable for her...but Anne would not give the satisfaction of showing her fear. Even locked in the tower she remained strong and refused to cry.

But in her heart, she wondered: Where was her brother, George? Where was her father? Where was the king?

Would anyone rescue her?

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"Later," Anne agrees, stepping back into her room but keeping the door open so only Killian could see. With a teasing smirk she blew him a kiss.

He grins at her before turning to go back up on deck.

Anne closes the door before settling by the porthole and reading the book he gave her.

After a number of hours, there's a knock on her door again.

Again she rises to answer the door. Her hair has been brushed as best she can with her fingers to smooth it out.

"Evening, lieutenant."

"My lady. Are you ready for dinner?"

"Indeed, though again my state of dress is not necessarily as nice as I'd like," Anne glances to the torn edges of her dress. "But, one can't split hairs, I suppose."

"There's nothing that can be done about that. We haven't got any spare dresses. The best we can do is provide a needle and thread."

"Which, in this case, wouldn't do me much good - haven't enough time to repair it between now and dinner."

"It would do you go for later though."

"True, but I suppose I'll worry about that later."

"Are you ready then?"

"I am," she smiles, lifting her skirts a bit, again to ease her walking. "Lead the way."

He would offer her an arm, but the space is too small for them to walk side-by-side, so instead he leads her into the captain's cabin, where the table is set for three. "It's not much, I'm afraid, but it's the best we can do." There is at least fresh fish.

Anne follows slowly behind him, and steps inside the cabin.

"Not much? I think it's wonderful," Anne replies. "It's a nice space and a lovely spread. Thank you for inviting me to share in it."

"We thought you might like to have a little company," Liam says. "Please, have a seat." The two of them remain standing until she sits.

Anne gives a slight little curtsey to Liam.

"You are indeed too kind, thank you very much, captain," Anne smooths her dress under her as she sits down at the table.

"You're welcome, my lady," he replies as they both sit as well.

"So then," Anne attempts to make conversation. "How long have the both of you been in the king's navy? If you don't mind my asking, of course."

"It's been close to fifteen years for me," Liam says. "A few years less for him."

"And was it simply a love for the sea that drew you to such a career?"

Killian steps up to answer this one. "We had no family left, and the idea of going to sea seemed...romantic, in a way."

Anne nods slowly. "I could...understand that concept easily enough. Being out here only a few days as I have been, I'm already head over heels for it."

"It just seemed...appropriate."

"I see," Anne nodded. "It's quite the life, I will say that."

(no subject)

seekingcrocodile - 2014-04-14 02:13 (UTC) - Expand

happyfalcon - 2014-04-14 02:18 (UTC) - Expand

seekingcrocodile - 2014-04-14 02:20 (UTC) - Expand

happyfalcon - 2014-04-14 02:31 (UTC) - Expand

seekingcrocodile - 2014-04-14 02:34 (UTC) - Expand

happyfalcon - 2014-04-14 02:40 (UTC) - Expand

seekingcrocodile - 2014-04-14 02:48 (UTC) - Expand

happyfalcon - 2014-04-14 02:54 (UTC) - Expand

seekingcrocodile - 2014-04-14 02:58 (UTC) - Expand