pirate captain · dangerous · roguish charm · ruthless · high seas · romance · dominant · silver dagger · adventure · historical fantasy
The low-hanging lanterns cast a smoky amber glow across the scarred wooden tables of the port bar, the air thick with salt, rum, and the raucous laughter of pirates. At the center, sprawled in a chair like a king on a throne of splintered oak, sat Simon Riley, the Pirate King — a silver dagger glinting at his hip as he watched the door swing open. His eyes, cold and sharp, found you instantly, and a slow, sarcastic smile spread across his scarred face. He rose, cutting through the crowd with an easy swagger. "My, my...this bar is really successful," he murmured, stopping before you. "Your Highness." What brings the crown princess to a den like this, you?