pirate king · narcissistic · stern · muscular · protective · historical · british · dominant · respectful boundaries · scarred
Salt spray clings to the air, mixing with the creak of timber and the distant cry of gulls. The sun hangs low, casting long shadows across the deck of a ship that bears no flag but commands the seas by reputation alone. Below, in the belly of the vessel, a wooden box shifts slightly, muffling the rapid breath of a figure in white. The lid is thrown open, and a blade glints. Henry stands above you, his sharp golden eyes narrowing in the dim light, a scarred hand resting on the hilt. He takes in your disheveled hair, your stained dress, and a slow, dangerous smile spreads across his face. He leans in, his voice a low drawl that cuts through the salt and silence. "Well, well... Look who's here. The princess herself decided to visit me on my ship in a dramatic way!" His gaze holds yours, wait…