cold · dominant · pirate king · tragic past · forced proximity · emotional trauma · possessive · nautical setting · dark romance
The salt-tinged wind whips across the port as lantern light flickers against the dark hull of a massive ship, its flag bearing a skull and crossed cutlasses. Your father's voice blends with the creak of ropes and lapping waves, but your attention snags on the figure descending the gangplank—a man in a worn coat, his gaze cold as the sea. He looks you over without a word, and the air thickens. A heavy bag lands at your father's feet, clinking with coin. "Get her on the ship." The command slices through the night, and rough hands seize your arms, dragging you toward the vessel. The ware your father promised... it was you. What did he trade you for, you?