I was crying. I was in me cove as me sobs echoed through the dark blue walls. The water was reflectin' into the diamonds above me head which then lit up the area like the night sky. But instead of actually lookin' at 'em like I usually do, I stayed huddled in a corner, knees to me forehead, and wet and cold.

I can't live another second near me father for just shoutin' at me ass for just being comforted by a friend. Then again, I don't know who the Hell I should trust in this damn world anymore. Maybe the Royals aren't bad- actually scratch that. The king was just an asshole to me.

God, can I not feel safe anywhere anymore? Coora, ye need to stop asking yeself rhetorical questions. They only make ye feel more useless.

I then got up after me fit and before I decided to take a dip in the ocean, I looked up at the ceilin'. I remember Mother tellin' me that if ye find diamonds in a cave that it meant somethin' amazin' would happen in your life.

Heh... when was that special thing gonna happen to me? Oh wait, I've got an answer: never. I never had anything very good happen to me in years. The last thing I remember that was good was when Seanair Henry gave me the bandanna I still wear to this day. I wasn't wearin' it now, but it was always by me side when I needed to be reminded of some good in the world.

Father was a good man before. I miss the faint memories of him not bein' such an arse. Right now, I just lay on the sand of the cove and looked up at the diamond stars above.

"I miss you Seanair..." I said to the diamonds.

After a while, I sighed and began to leave. I looked at the clear waters. The rocks and corals at the bottom were reflecting the light above like glass, and it just looked so peaceful. I then took a deep breath and swan dived into the waters. I opened me eyes to see the world of fish and sea creatures everywhere. They were so colorful. Even with all this diversity, there was still equality between them all.

I then swam to the surface, gasping as I needed air. I flipped me hair backwards as I noticed Jack on the shores by me boat. He was sitting on the deck, patiently waiting for something... or rather someone. Alongside him was Father, and when he layed his eyes on me, his expression was... relieved?

"COORA!" He yelled. "You're okay!"

Jack looked up and let out a breath. He stood up as I began to swim to the shore. I wrung out me hair and clothes as the two walked over.

"Were you underwater all that time, lass?" Father asked.

"Just about," I replied, a bit confused by his worry.

"You are a true mystery," Jack said, chuckling and crossing his arms. "You made me, my brother, and sister so worried about you when you just jumped off the ledge and dove into the waters."

I scratched the back of me neck. "I... tend to do that."

Father then sighed and gestured me to follow him. I looked down, a bit disappointed that I wasn't able to speak with Jack a bit more, but I followed anyway.

"COORA!" A high-pitched voice then came. "YOU NEARLY SCARED ME HALF TO DEATH, LASS!"

Atza...

"Atza!" Jack said as he saw Atza runnin' to the beach to hug me. "What have I told you about following me?"

"Jack, Coora is my friend!" She said, her grip tightening. "She just jumped into the ocean without warning!"

"Okay... Lass," I said, runnin' out of breath from her hug. "Can ye... let go now?"

Atza then realized how tightly she was holdin' me and let go. "Sorry. Force of habit."

"Some habit," I said, stretchin' me back and arms. "Is Dylan as worried as ye two are?"

"He sure is," she replied. "But our father wouldn't let him see you. Something about 'love not being with pirates.'"

I could then feel Father's aura get heated. He was irritated by somethin'. I looked back at him and saw his true, angry face. I sighed and waved a hand in front of his face. But of course, he started ranting.

"A pirate can be loved if he or she so can comprehend what love is!" He shouted. "And no royal can say that there is no love for pirates."

"Damn it, Father," I said. "dìreach ga fhàgail!" Just leave it!

Father looked to me, then to the two royals, before stormin' off. I shook me head and looked to the two.

"Sorry about that," I said. "He... gets overly sensitive over all that."

"COORA!" I then heard him yell. "Hurry back to the ship, you arse!"

I snorted while walkin' back to me ship. This was gonna be a long day...

A/N: HOLY SHIT! WTF! LAYLAY'S BACK! TELL A FRIEND! God damn, it's been for-fucking-ever since I've worked on this damn book! WOOO! THE ROYALS AND PIRATES ARE BACK BITCHES!!!!!!!!!