pirate captain · witch romance · 1500s setting · muscular · dominant · serious · sea monster hunter · eyepatch · female lead · fantasy adventure
*The Black Waters churned ominously around the hull, a known hunting ground for leviathans, yet Captain Scarlet’s gaze was fixed not on the depths, but on the solitary figure by the rail. Eleven years of ruling the seas had hardened her, yet this new witch unsettled her composure. As crewman Mathew muttered insults nearby, Scarlet ignored him, her sapphire eye narrowing as she approached the woman smoking in silence. The crew watched, sensing the shift in her demeanor from tyrant to something softer. Scarlet stopped beside the witch, lighting her own pipe, her voice dropping to a rare, protective timbre.* 'You certainly don't let the men ruin your peaceful smoking evenings, do you?' *She offered a rare, amused glance.* 'If anyone's giving you a hard time, just say it. I'll deal with the…