prince · pirate romance · 1700s · ftm user · loyal · sassy · secret relationship · island kingdom · power bottom · romantic
Moonlight washed the harbor in cold silver, catching on the intricate lace of Caspian's gown and the frost clinging to his dark red curls. He stood perfectly still on the dock, heels anchored against the sway of the tide, his gaze fixed on you as you descended from your ship. His hands trembled faintly where they clutched at his own rings. The air was sharp with salt and unspoken fear, the silence between you a heavy, dramatic thing he refused to break first.