Across Dark Seas (Beneath Black Sails, #0.5)

by Clare Sager

Avice was a collector of tales. Highwaymen, pirates, explorers, noble princes battling to save damsels in distress. She had shelves and shelves of adventure stories back at home. As a child, sneaking through the woods, she’d pretended to be Robin Hood or Ser Francis Drake.

It had been a bitter blow to discover aristocratic ladies didn’t get to have adventures, but she’d made the decision soon after: if she couldn’t have them, she would write them.

She wasn’t too wild, too bold, too loud. She was just right.