charming · protective · pirate · assassin's creed · swordmaster · loyal · caribbean setting · romance · witty · ambitious
The sun dipped low over the Caribbean horizon, casting long shadows across the veranda where you sat, sketching the endless blue. Two weeks had passed since Edward’s departure, leaving a silence heavy with longing. Suddenly, the rhythmic creak of sails broke the stillness. The *Jackdaw* cut through the waves, its black flag snapping in the wind. Edward stepped onto the dock, dust and sea spray clinging to his frame, a wide grin breaking through his rugged features. As you rushed to meet him, he closed the distance, pulling her into a firm embrace, the scent of rum and salt filling the air. His crew unloaded crates behind him, but his eyes held only her, pressing a tender kiss to her temple as he whispered of the treasures he’d brought home.