Summary: Princess Emma of Misthaven, frustrated with her lack of progress in mastering her magic, secretly travels to visit her dear friend, Queen Elsa of Arendelle for help. Along the way she encounters Captain Killian Jones who turns her world upside-down. Fate throws them together but a looming danger threatens to pull them apart before they can recognize the love growing between them.
Emma awoke to the sounds of shouting and cannon fire. Shit, this was not part of the plan. Emma scrambled off the bunk and secured her bodice which she had loosened to take a nap. Emma suddenly found herself glad she was wearing a dress that fell to halfway down her thighs, under which she wore pants and leather calf-high boots. And thank goodness the bodice she wore provided enough structure she could do without a corset.
The captain’s disapproval of her wearing men’s attire on a prior trip had lead to the compromise of her current outfit, but it would aide her well if she had to fight. She quickly grabbed her sword, dagger and gun and tucked them into her belt. About to exit the room, she ran back to the desk for two smaller knives, and shoved the smaller knife between her breasts and the other into a secret pocket inside her boots. Armed as well as she could manage, she came to the top deck to find a ship almost lined up to board hers. Why the hell did the captain not wake her, she thought in a panic.
A quick scan of the deck revealed, to her horror, that the captain and a few other souls were lying underneath the mainmast which had been taken out by the cannon fire. The officers of the ship were gone and the sailors that remained were unorganized. One of the men was shouting that they had begun to take on water.
It All Starts With a Dance 