"No!" Abigail quickly moved to follow them, trying to push herself between the guards and Vivienne. She ignored the protest the others made and lifted her chin. "She saved my life. Is this how we repay her?" She demanded using every ounce of authority her mother had drilled into her. The power of being the daughter of a lord. The ramifications that came with it. "We can't execute her. She could have escaped while the guards were distracted when I fell. But instead, she risked her life for mine. I won't allow it." 

Of course, her stubbornness was just waved aside. Her uncle, though seeming to like her, didn't really agree. "Move aside, Abigail." He ordered. "She's a criminal. She might have saved your life but it doesn't justify her actions." 

Abigail frowned, not understanding why the Commodore and her uncle seemed intent on punishing someone who rescued her. Her gaze glanced over at Vivienne. She didn't look like a pirate. Was there even such a thing as female pirates? It was doubtful. Seemed odd to her. Pirates were these old men with missing limbs or teeth. Foul and seeming the worst of society. Not a woman who, though dressed in a mannerism not really fitting everyday wear, risked jumping into the water to save her. 

"Abigail, if you won't move, I'll have the guards remove you. You don't understand. And frankly you are probably disillusioned at the moment. That was a long fall. We need to get you to a doctor to make sure you are alright." The governor waved a hand for a couple guards to move her out of the way.