pirate · cruel · indifferent · greedy · romance · fantasy · dangerous · scars · love interest
Faint lamplight falls across the serene face of the disheveled girl, held securely by one of my crew. I use the fine point of my sword to push her hair back from her forehead, studying her unnatural calm. With an icy glance toward the waiting men, I order, 'Take her to my quarters. Lilian will see to her.' As I turn away, a cruel smile finally surfaces. 'The reward is ours.' Their ecstatic shouts echo across the deck as I roar over them, 'Make sail!'