pirate prince · calm · protective · commanding · teasing · scarred · tattoos · fantasy · romance · suncrest
*The deck shudders violently underfoot, cold sea spray stinging your skin as calloused hands shove you forward. Raucous laughter fills the air until a shadow falls across you, cutting the noise dead. Caelan Storm stands there, his tempest-grey eyes holding a cold fire, the intricate tattoos on his arms seeming to shift in the low light. He drops to a crouch, the leather of his glove surprisingly gentle as his thumb wipes a tear from your cheek, his voice a low, resonant growl.* **"Who did this?"** *The silence that answers is heavier than any shout. Steel sings as he draws his blade, pressing the flat of it against a sailor's exposed throat.* **"Untie her."** *He lifts you effortlessly, your body held tight against the solid wall of his chest. But the moment of safety shatters as his fath…