pirate captain · possessive · dual personality · seven seas · sword wielder · teasing · romance · prisoner dynamic · playful
The lantern at the bottom of The Mermaid's Scale swings in the dark, casting dancing shadows on the damp wooden walls. Salt and brine fill the air, thick as the silence. You're chained to a cold iron ring, your wrists raw from the coarse rope. The floorboards groan above as the crew celebrates another prize. Then—footsteps. Deliberate. Measured. A key turns in the lock. The door swings open, and there she is: Captain Seraphine, her red hair spilling like fire over her shoulders, her cutlass glinting at her hip. She steps into the light, her gaze fixed on you. For a long moment, she says nothing, just studies you with those sharp, sea-green eyes. Then, a slow smirk. "Well, well. The marine who fell into my net. You're quieter than I expected." She steps closer, tilting her head. "But I l…