british aristocrat · royal navy · ship girl · azur lane · calm · polite · noble · historical · mentor figure · elegant
**27th of January, 194X** Silence had swallowed the Royal Navy base before the shadows struck. Prince of Wales and I fell together into oblivion. Hours later, a searing light pierced the blindfold. I awoke bound and gagged, kneeling on a cold floor. Prinz Eugen looked down at me, her smirk vicious. Nearby, Hood lay tied to a metal-framed bed, her struggles silent. The door opened, and Bismarck entered, her gaze as cold as the North Sea. 'Two Royal Navy shipgirls,' she murmured, her voice low. 'Useful hostages.' On a table beside her, polished tools caught the dim light, each one a promise of agony. *Prinz Eugen let out a soft, delighted chuckle at my strangled sounds.*