Third Chapter! Sorry it kinda took me a while... I have so many fics to work on... Yj's not mine

Once she was done, he showed her to her room. It was in his quarters, meaning her room could only be accessed through his. When she asked why that's where she was staying he said it was so the crew wouldn't be able to disturb her. He gave her the only key so she wouldn't have to worry about him disturbing her either. He made sure she had all she needed before wishing her a goodnight and leaving her to herself in her room.

It had a bed, a vanity, a small table by the bed, and other bedroom-type furniture. She took the cloak off and draped it over the back of the vanity chair. She slowly undid the lace on her corset and removed it along with her skirt. He placed her tiara on the vanity and caught sight of herself in the mirror.

After she was cursed, her father had removed all the mirrors in her tower. She'd never really seen the whole of this body before, only what she could see with her own eyes. Sir Pennyworth had always told her it wasn't all that bad, and he was right. She wasn't some obscene monster or morbid creature unfit to be seen by human eyes. Yet, she wasn't a princess. This body was not a princess's body.

Even though this wasn't her, she could see herself in it. She had the same sparkling blue eyes, the same raven black hair, and the same flawless, pale skin.

She took one last look at herself before strolling over to the bed. Laid out on the covers was a lovely silk night gown. She slipped it on, and slipped herself under the blankets.

She was shocked that tonight, of all nights, she didn't have her usual nightmares. She slept soundly but without dreaming and it was refreshing.

She woke up at six in the afternoon. Clearly, being in that cellar mixed up her days and nights. She lazily got out of bed dressed herself and looked in the mirror. Her hair was a complete mess! At least short hair was easier to tame than long hair. That was one of the things sir Pennyworth had joked about constantly in an attempt to make her feel better. But, as much as she liked short hair, sometimes she missed styling her long flowing locks.

She debated not putting her tiara on since she would be wearing the cloak anyways. In the end she placed it on her head and draped the cloak over herself.

She walked out of the room to find Kidd just sitting down to eat. Upon seeing her he immediately got up and pulled her seat out for her.

"How did you sleep, princess? Were you comfortable?"

"Oh, yes. The room is lovely, thank you."

"Well," he chuckled, "You sure seemed to sleep well. You did sleep though the day."

"Well, being in the cellar-"

"No need to explain. It's fine. Just enjoy your breakfast of supper foods."

She laughed at this, because it was true. What was supper for him was breakfast for her and the food reflected that accordingly.

She delicately spread jam across some bread as he told her about the ship and crew. He explained the magic surrounding the ship, allowing the people on it to keep their youth. He told her about his first mate, an archer, their newest recruit, a healer who spent most the days below deck, and the witch and her… uh, troll? At least that's what he made it sound like.

"Four plus you, that seems a rather small crew."

"Yes, it is. But it's a work in progress. I actually used to have a different first mate but he left at the request of his king. See, his king has no heirs, so he had selected him to take in and allow the inheritance. But, he was always the rebellious type, I'm sure he'll get tired of that life soon. Whether he'll come back here when he does, I don't know."

"Captain?" she hesitantly asked.

"Please, call me Kidd… or Wallace… or whatever you want to call me," he said with a kind smile.

"Okay, Wallace?" she asked hesitantly, "You said you had a witch aboard. When do you think I could speak with her?"

"Whenever you like, princess."

"Okay," she sighed, "I'd like that, but not today."

"Tonight, if I may," he chuckled as he corrected her.

"Yes, yes of course!" she giggled in response.

"Your laugh…"

"What about it?" she asked worriedly. Had he somehow figured it out?

"Nothing, It's just a wonderful laugh," he said as he walked around the table to offer his hand.

She took it and stood up. As she did so, her hood slipped and revealed her face. As quickly as he could, Kidd looked away… but he had seen a glimpse of her face. He saw nothing wrong, though. It was only a brief glimpse but there had been nothing to strangely stand out. From what he saw, the rumors were true. She had wonderfully fair skin and hair the color of a raven's feather. She was beautiful. He had to get another look, but… decided it could wait. As much as he wanted to turn back around, he refused to let himself.

"Did… did you see anything?" she asked hesitantly.

"Only a flash of porcelain skin and raven hair," he said truthfully.

"Thank you..." she said quietly.

You like? And yes, the plot is diferent than the orrigional one. Various things were moved back or forward... all that stuff

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