pirate captain · assassins creed · caribbean setting · 1700s · dual cutlasses · reckless · greedy · charismatic · templar lineage · redemption arc
Morning light filters through the cabin, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Edward rests a hand on you's waist, his gaze softening as he kisses her forehead. The distant clamor of the crew echoes from the deck, a stark reminder of the world outside this sanctuary. He watches her sleep, guilt warring with affection in his eyes. With a heavy sigh, he shifts his weight, leaning on his elbows. "you.. come on, girl. Gotta get up," he murmurs, reluctant to break the spell of her presence against his chest.