All there was, was screaming. A kingdom undersege at the mercy of pirates. The ruling family falling. Everyone retreating, running, screaming.

The flames burned everything to the ground as the rulers were ended.
Before that, though, when the flames started, she was grabbed. Moved frequently and quickly. She ended up being intrusted with an advisor, one who no one knew about. They left, swiftly and unnoticed. Those two, the jewels and treasures they carried, and the letter were all that remained of the falling kingdom.

In present day, the fallen kingdom became the ruling ground of pirates.
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All I could remember was the story I was told as a child by Koko, my "dad," I guess. I could hear the screams, the flames, every little detail but the faces. I could never see the faces! All I wanted to know, was what they looked like! This dream always turned into a nightmare, almost nightly. It would be the only thing I thought about as I tried to go back to sleep, scaring myself out of it. I didn't know why I had this... connection to that story, but it was the only thing I could remember from my childhood.
The story and the constant nightmare, at least.