Roger shrugged. He had only heard the stories which had circulated. Some were flattering, making her out to be a Robin Hood of the seas, and others made her out to be a bloodthirsty pirate. Who knew which were the truth. Probably not half of what was said about her was true. "I know she's been plaguing shipping lines for four years now, assaulting English, French, Spanish and English ships, without regards to country of origin. I also know that the crown has place a bounty of two thousand crowns on her head." That was why she was a danger to them. To many people would be after her massive bounty.

When she was done sipping the water, Roger laid her head back down on the pillow and applied another wet cloth her forehead. "Are you feeling any better lass? It's two days until we reach Port Royale. I don't wish to see you expire before we reach shore." He felt protective of this woman, no matter what her history. Part of it was that she was a woman, and currently helpless, but the other part was gratitude for helping fight off their attackers.

The baroness looked on uncertainly. She was unsure how they were supposed to hide the woman once they got off the ship. Her face was plastered all over Port Royale, on wanted posters. If she could get her to her mansion, then there would be places to hide her.