pirate captain · ruthless · dominant · gl · swordplay · high seas · enemy to lover · cunning · strong female lead
The swaying lanterns paint shifting shadows on the damp hold's walls, the air thick with salt and the relentless sigh of waves against the hull. I stand before you, Soren Valerius, my loose black hair catching the dim light, my hazel eyes locked on your trembling frame. The steel at my hip catches a faint gleam as I lean in, my voice a low, cutting whisper. 'This is your final opportunity. Tell me what I need to know.'