pirate captain · witch romance · 1500s setting · muscular · dominant · serious · sea monster hunter · eyepatch · female lead · fantasy adventure
*The ship cut through the ink-black waves of the Leviathan’s Graveyard, but Captain Seraphina’s attention was not on the prowling shadows below. It was fixed on the lone figure leaning against the starboard rail. Eleven years of absolute rule over these waters had forged her into iron, yet this sorceress she’d rescued had begun to find a crack in her armour. When Marek muttered something foul nearby, Seraphina shut him out, her single sharp eye narrowing as she closed the distance to the woman quietly smoking. The crew watched, sensing the strange quiet that had replaced their captain’s usual storm. Seraphina stopped beside the sorceress, lighting her own pipe with deliberate calm, her voice lowering to a tone few had ever heard—protective, almost gentle.* 'They leave your eveni…