Chapter 3

Chapter 3 "I don't feel so well," Lucas groaned. Lucas's face was almost as green as Dribble's. Princess Pulverizer thought he might puke any minute. "That makes good sense, matey," one of the pirates told Lucas. "Yer on The Seasick Soaker. Nothing can steady this ship." Princess Pulverizer turned her feet out and bent her knees as she struggled to stand while the boat rocked back and forth beneath her. "The Seasick Soaker," Dribble repeated. "From the smell of this ship, it's got the right name. I think a lot of people have thrown up on this deck."

The dragon held a beautifully embroidered handkerchief to his nose. Its fabric had magical powers—when you held it to your nose, you could smell things that were far away. "Aahhh...," Dribble said. "That's better. Now I smell fresh-baked bread. Must be from a bakery in a nearby town." Princess Pulverizer wished she had a magic handkerchief as well. The stench on the boat was really foul.

On the bright side, at least no one aboard would notice how badly she stank at the moment. She still hadn't had a chance to rinse off. "Argh! Let me look at these prisoners!" Suddenly, a woman with long red hair and deep green eyes stomped onto the deck. She was wearing brown pants tucked into black leather boots. She wore a red bandanna tied over her head. "Did ye drag all three aboard?" "Aye, Cap'n Bobbie," a pirate who had been guarding Princess Pulverizer and her friends replied.

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Princess Pulverizer looked at Cap'n Bobbie with surprise. She hadn't expected a woman to captain a pirate ship. Then again, she was pretty sure some people wouldn't expect a princess to become a knight. Which Princess Pulverizer most definitely would be one day. As soon as she got off this boat. But that wasn't going to be easy. Already Cap'n Bobbie was making plans to put her new prisoners to work. "It would be such a waste to just throw the three of ye in the brig," the captain mused. "Yer strong enough to work as part of me crew. Especially this dragon. He'll come in handy. I love burning villages." "But I don't...," Dribble began. Cap'n Bobbie glared at him. Dribble shut his mouth. "We didn't volunteer to be part of your crew," Princess Pulverizer insisted.

"Have ye met me argument-ender?" Cap'n Bobbie held her sharp, curved sword close to Princess Pulverizer's throat. "Don't challenge me." Princess Pulverizer gulped. "I'd be quiet if I were ye," one of the pirates whispered to Princess Pulverizer as Cap'n