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Rutgers said. He was having lunch, which consisted of roasted chicken, rice, green beans, bread, and white wine.
    She whipped her head in the direction of the voice and saw him. In Dutch, she whispered, “Water.”
    Rutgers went over to his private dining table, where a glass pitcher full of clear water sat. He picked up a glass and poured the water in and then went over to the bed and sat down. He then helped Ibo rise up to drink.
    â€œSlowly now,” he said. “You’ve been in and out of consciousness for four days now.” When she began to guzzle, Rutgers pulled the glass away from her and laid her back down. “You can have more later.”
    In a raspy voice, she said, “Amir. Prince Amir. Where is he?”
    Rutgers smiled. “Ah ... young love. There’s nothing like it.”
    Ibo frowned and summoned all the strength she had, which was very little, and raised herself up from the bed. “Where is he, Captain Rutgers?”
    â€œSo you remember me. Good. Good. We will have lots of time to talk. We have a long voyage ahead of us. We will get to know each other well.”
    When she saw the lust in his eyes, she pulled the covers up to her neck, which was when she realized she was completely nude under the sheet.
    She locked eyes with him. “No, you must not. I am a maiden. The prince’s maiden. He will take your head.”
    â€œWhere you’re going, titles won’t mean anything. Might as well get used to it now. You’re my property, and I can do with you as I like. It just so happens that I did not violate you in any way. Your price will be of greater value at the auction on the Isle of Santo Domingo.”
    She stared at him for a moment or two, amazed he hadn’t taken her. She had seen his wanton gaze many times. “I am to be sold?”
    With a sinister sneer, Rutgers said, “Disappointed that it won’t be me who deflowers you, eh?” He laughed uproariously. “It won’t be Prince Amir either. Get it outta your head. The adjustment will go smoother if you do.”
    â€œWhere’s the prince?” she asked desperately, wondering what became of him. “Is he alive?”

Chapter 11
    A Breathtaking View
    T he smile Rutgers wore vanished in an instant when he thought of all the men the prince had killed prior to being captured. He could still see the prince breaking necks, snatching out throats with speed and power, long before his men knew what was happening to them.
    â€œSlightly damaged. But yes, very much so. He, too, will fetch a great price.”
    â€œI want to see him,” she said, staring unrelentingly into his eyes.
    â€œAll in good time, dear girl,” Rutgers said and continued eating. He swallowed his food and drank from his wineglass. Then he wiped his mouth with a white tablecloth. With extreme politeness and respect, he said, “Before we do, let’s get you dressed and fed and then we shall see your prince, okay?”
    Ibo answered with a slight but begrudging nod, letting him know she would cooperate, but with uncompromising restraint and with tightly tied strings attached.
    Rutgers picked up a silver dinner bell and shook it. A few seconds later someone knocked on the door.
    â€œCome,” Rutgers said in a commanding tone.
    A shipman opened the door and said, “Yes, Captain?”
    Still devouring his food, Rutgers said, “Bring our guest something to eat and bring the special cargo I’ve selected up on deck for a bit of exercise.”
    â€œShall I include the prince, sir?”
    â€œEspecially the prince,” Rutgers said without looking at the shipman. “Make sure you clean him up and give him his clothes.”
    The shipman nodded and said, “Very good, sir.” He closed the door.
    Rutgers waited until he heard footsteps going away from the cabin before looking at his young captive. “You’ll find your clothes in that chest underneath the