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</div></div>Keira Flock, Princess of the coastal city of Vanire. The girl was the key to the fliurishing state of her city, not that her or any other soul actually knew. Her father had kept his dirty secret since the sau she was born. The wife that no one actually saw. The woman their King had brought home after a voyage out at sea. A woman they only saw once until her untimely death. Rumors slowly died down, the King having produced a besutiful baby girl. Her dark eyes and dark hair, she was born with her father's look, but her beauty as she grew older was said to be from her mother. As was the Princess' wild spirit. The king kept his daughter under strict guards. Yet somehiw she was always getting away and sending his guards on a wild chase.<br/><br/>Keira couldn't help herself. Raised up to be nothing but the perfect tool she couldn't helo but want more. Her father pressed her to be hood and stay on the castle to practice on her songs. Yes, the songs her mother left for her. Where was something so beautiful and unique about those songs, though her father knew the true reason she felt that way. Keira alwsys felt as if the ocesn was calling her and yet it was the one thing she was forbbiden from seeing. The young Princess always felt as if her father was keeping things from her. She was so oblivious to how deep his betrayl truly went. For if she found out, she would never forgive him. For now the King managed to keeo her in the dark.<br/><br/>Keira stood on the balcony to her room letting the strong wind toss her hair around in the wind. Her eyes closing ad the sea breeze tickled her nose. Taking a deep breath she let her lungs fill with the salty air. Oh how she wanted to be on one of those boats and travel across the vast ocean. However she was stuck here, almost like a prisoner. Guards at her doors, down below so she couldn't leave through the garden. The princess sighed and leaned on the Balcony when she notice a beautiful ship. The sails were large and beautiful, the water worn wood made her heart skip a beat. She couldn't stay locked up any longer. Looking around the room she went to her closet and began to dig out some of her fathers older sailor clothes. He was young and scrawny at one point and though big, his old clothes fit her decently. Slipping from her night gown she dressed up in his clothes. Binding her breasts and tying her hair. It was hard to pretend to be a young man with such a pretty face bit most sailors didnt think on it too much.<br/><br/>Going back out to the balcomy she climbed onto the roof of the castle and vegan to sneak across. Stay low she slid to a place where she climbed down onto another balcony where she found a way to the ground. Getting down she was careful to slip around corners and avoid guards. Her leather boots barely making any sound upon the pavement. Slipping out of the castle walls she headed for town. It would be hours before they noticed her missing and hours more to find her. Walking into town her dark eyes lit up with excitement. For a trading town it was one of the largest. Beautiful things from arpund the world were brought and traded here daily. She walked forward and looked over some of the stands. Moving through the crowd with ease and keeping her face out of view from the guards.<br/><br/><br/>SnowOwl<br/><br/><div style="text-align: left">​</div><br/><div style="text-align: left"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2Fbe%2F51%2Fe4%2Fbe51e47b26bc39a82dbd8c51cee70b92.jpg&amp;hash=a4df10348665a6a8df7ecffc2ecf0ed5" title="be51e47b26bc39a82dbd8c51cee70b92.jpg">
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<br/>​</div>William Stillman, One of only a hand full of pirates who can go into any city and will not be known. His work is known but the ship or the man behind its work has never beaning discovered due to the savage nature of the antics, ever tails of him not being made as survives are not something he had ever left behind even ships being sank to the bottom of the mercy unforgiving, uncaring ocean left to rote alone with the body which occupied the various ships he and his crew concord. The loot being taken back to many ports, and sometimes even back to the same one which the raided ship just left from. This usually bringing a smile on his face as he found it amusing to be selling people wears back to them.<br/><br/>The main key to his feet being the ship its self, its name being Sarnia Cherie ,The ship being customised from a large merchant ship to his needs rather then a getting a more traditional style ship build for him in the small coves and hidden towns which most of his kind called home, I guess it can be seen more like a black market towns dealing with and for the needs and wants of the unlawful practices these people deal need. The ships helping greatly when selling as it just looks like every other ship in port. Its big white sails standing out from far away, and the mixture of different woods showing the parts of the ship which had been replaced over time in the travels around the globe.<br/><br/>The battle to arrive had been far from easy. Winds, picking up randomly with no warning, the sky's going from blue to dark grey’s no time for anyone to even notice before storms set on top of the ship. William feeling first hand at the terrors which had claimed many of his sea faring brothers. It had taken all of his sailing skill and knowledge to avoid that fate, but did take a number of his men down. The weather just as it begin stopped as if a song had just stopped begin song to control it. But that was only possible by the mermaids in remote areas. This small city can’t have one. Right? His eyes looking over the coast line of the town which had taken the lives of many a captain and crew of pirate ships over the years who tried to reach it. The sun being far better than the rain and winds of the sea only a few hundred meter back. The adrenaline still rushing through his veins from the voyage, which he had always, call pride at surviving another death defying feet.<br/><br/>Sailing up to the docks, docking between two ships which use to be his own before he got his hands to it. Running down the stairs into his cabin hanging up the clothing for out to see and into a stolen outfit to fit in with other captains in the docks. William always hated to change into the clothing, it was tight compared to his not one. even the blue colour not suiting his figure, but it was the trade normal so he just had to deal with to avoid detection. Leaving his cabin as the crew was already unloading. William leaving the ship paying the docking fee before head out into the main town so he can begin seeing the product from the latest looting sessions.<br/><br/><br/>Mintyminx<br/><br/>Keira walked through the crowd looking over every item being sold. She was taking in the quality and the price. Oddly enough over the years she had been able to tell what was good quality and what was not. She could also pick out those bad for buisness by their prices. She had made their port the best. Prices were fair, quality of items was some of the most spectacular. That was when her eyes caught sight of a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fimg00.deviantart.net%2F3369%2Fi%2F2013%2F099%2F5%2Ff%2Flabradorite_pendant___closeup_by_imnium-d610y6m.jpg&amp;hash=e729d3a3a740f1378e0b5cf99954b136" href="http://img00.deviantart.net/3369/i/2013/099/5/f/labradorite_pendant___closeup_by_imnium-d610y6m.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">beautiful piece. </a>The delicate metal work and beautiful gems. Walking up she looked at the old lady who seemed half blind. "How much for the pendant, i would be perfect for the girl I like." She muttered in a deep and Madeline as she could manage. She did this often and most did not second guess it.<br/><br/>The old woman turned and her good eyes scanned the princess. Cocking het brow she shook her head. "3 silver shillings." She grumbled out, not once thinking the<i>'boy"</i>before her could afford such a thing. When the change on her table made that small clatter she looked down and to het surprise there was her moment. Looking up Keira already had the necklace and wad disappearing into the crowd. The young girl tucked it into her pocket and continued twisting through the crowds. Her dark eyes looking over things until she found herself walking straight into something. Her hat knocked up a bit her hand snapped up through the air and caught it before it fell off. Her brown eyes raised up looking at the man. "Apologies, Captian." Her eyes looked over his coat and such before she flubs herself stifling a giggle. She smiled at him. "Captian, your coat looks a bit ill fitted don't you think?" She commented on the tighness and the way it just didn't fit right on him. She couldnt help but notice. Most Captian's had them tailored but loosely. Her Dark eyes soon met his and the smile she gave him would have drawn any man's attention, considering she was pretending to be a boy.<br/><br/>Keira was quiet her cheeks a bit flush as she looked at him. He was very handsome, rugged and yet there was something. She bowed her head ever so slightly. "Good day Captian." Like that she was gone disappearing into the crowd before he could question her. She slipped around beforr she finally got to the docks. Admiring the ships she looked over the beautifully well put together vessels. Her hand reaching out and touching some. Like a child in a candy shop she was enjoying herself. She wasn't aware she had been followed. Not until there was a hand wrapped around het throat pulling her into the dark of one ou'd the avoid. Slamming her against the wooden master piece. Keira's hand scrambled to take hold of his wrist as she choked.<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fs-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com%2F736x%2Ff6%2F5a%2F14%2Ff65a1494dabcbf9090a22eb12a7f6ca5--fantasy-comics-fantasy-art.jpg&amp;hash=d5d5c26153e8418fd0b40d5622fe196a" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/f6/5a/14/f65a1494dabcbf9090a22eb12a7f6ca5--fantasy-comics-fantasy-art.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">The man holding her, she didn't know.</a>The man pulled back and looked at her slowly darkening face as the tears welled in her eyes. His grip loosened and she gasped for breath. A devilish smirk crossed his face. "I wonder if the King would fair well without his treasure." He muttered softly. That was when she felt it. The soft rash over her mouth, the awful smell that invaded her nose. Soon everything went black.<br/><br/>When she woke Keira's head was pounding. It was dark, she felt around only to find herself in a crate. She couldnt understand where she was, but the rocking and creaking she paled a bit. Pushing up she popped the lid off. Her mind racing as she tried to figure out what happened. She glanced left and right until she came up to the ship deck. Her eyes grew wide as she found herself aboard a ship and nothing but the stars over head. Fear struck her as she realized she was stick on a ship. A random ship. Suddenly she was grabbed from behind. Letting out a small cry. She struggled but whoever had her was firm. "How did ye 'et on this, boat. Miss?" Her growled at her but Keira felt the color leave her face when he called her Miss. She was on a ship full of men, and she was known as a female. Her breathing was rapid as he dragged her across the deck and into the Captian's chambers. "I found this 'oung miss walkin' across the deck Cap'in." He pushed Keira forward but in the room there was hardly any light. She hesitated stepping forward, afraid to be swallowed alive by the dark.<br/><br/>Snowyowl<br/><br/>William had been using this time on shore to get a feel for this coastal town, as he wanted to understand why others of his kind tried so hard to reach here through the storm winds and rogue waves. Yes the loot which could be picked up would be worth a piece of silver or two, but nothing which could not be found in other ports, all which would be easier to navigate to reach the destination. After walking around and seeing the price of the product finally coming to the conclusion that stealing may not be worth the hassle, but if they were looking to buy things seem more reasonable, including the Rum which could be brought for less. Although William had no interest in buying them, but more in just taking but based on the guards would not be possible here.<br/><br/>Walking thought the narrow streets was as expected, crowds of people, shouting stall keepers trying to persuade Protestant customers to buy their product over others. Just hearing the shouts bringing back memories of his child hood, going around the pick pocketing the more wealthy looking among the crowds, even a few occasions being caught but avoiding being caught, it was truly a well needed experience for what he does now, his face having a cheerful grin just thinking of it. His face quickly changing to his normal resting style as he feels someone hitting into him; not hard enough to make him fall over but he did stumble back a few or two just to make sure that was the case. Turning around to look upon the person which he had the incident with. Looking down at the person, he was confused if the person was a man or woman. The eyes soft and gentle and even the face and smile screaming woman, but the clothing and hair manly, at least what he could see of it. The voice finally making his mind up that this was a woman. Wanting to question her idea of wearing male clothing, but before having a chance she had been lost into the crowed.<br/><br/>After all day at the port it was finally time to set sail once more. As normal William was not doing any of the lifting himself but more organising, as he told his crew which crates was his own. After about an hour all of his crates had been reloaded, however his eyes was caught by a few just off to the side five which had been left out. Walking over to look inside to find it was full of food. Without hesitating ordering his crew to take these too, none knowing of the special cargo which had been hidden inside one of the bottom crates. Walking onto the ship and up to the wheel deck his crew already standing looking up to hear what the captain had to say. "Good work men. We will set sail for home." This meant they would be going back to one of the small coves to spend a week on land, before heading out once more to carry on looting and seeing goods. "Aye Capital!" The crew shout back in reply.<br/><br/>The sail was going to plan, even better than expected the waters calm and winds behind keeping the ship going at a considerable rate of knots. Leaving the helm to his first mate and then heading to his cabin to sleep for the night. Just turning off the candle after writing his log for today's voyage, when he was disturbed by the sound of his door opening, letting out a small sigh as his slumber was going to need to wait for a little longer. His ears picking up once he heard what the man had said. A woman on the boat. Why did want to be on here? How did she get one here? Just a couple of questions filling his mind. "Thank you Sheamus." His voice coming from the darkness. "Leave us alone now." Waiting for the man to leave before he carried on talking. "He is a good swards man, but not so much anything else" His voice soft as he spoke to the woman. None of his men ever hearing him speak this way.<br/><br/>His hands rummaging around a draw in search for matches. A few seconds later the sound of a match striking ringing around the cabin, a small flame lighting up the man’s chin, as it moved across his face and light a Candle light now lighting up his whole face. Taking the plate which the candle sat on and walking towards the stowaway. "So let’s begin with the clear question, why did you come aboard my ship." Walking up to her face, noticing it was the woman from the market but had no interest in bring it up.<br/><br/>Mintyminx<br/><br/>Keira was terrified, how could she not be. Her heart raced in her chest sitting in the dark on an unknown ship. His tongue, they way the words fell from his lips. They weren't that common among sailors and from the looks of that steward. She had seen pirates, but when he lit that fire. His face was one she knew, from earlier on the docks. Her eyes scanned his uniform that lay in site. A pirate. Her heart sank as her dark eyes gazed back to him. "I have no idea how I ended up here si... Captain." She corrected herself. The way his bright eyes looked at her in the candle light was honestly frightening. She answered with honesty, but the look in her own eyes showed how confused and fearful she was.<br/><br/>Dropping her eyes from him her mind began to wander. Her head was still pounding as she thought back to the docks. How could he betray his king, but what did he mean his treasure. Her mind was racing to find the meaning of the man's words. Keira suddenly realized there wad something else. The call that she had always heard, now it rang in her ears. She glanced behind her. "I swear I won't get in your way, I just wish to go back to my home." She was getting nervous, having to explain herself. It would lead to him possibly not taking her home. She was a bargaining chip, one of more value even the princess knew.<br/><div style="text-align: left"><div style="text-align: center"><br/>
Snowyowl <br/>​</div>His face growing more augury as she failed to explain the reason for being on the ship, not believing the woman who would hide in a crate and have no purpose wanting to be there. William letting out a disapproving snort to her request to go back home. "Home! You want to go home." His voice rising to the girl as he tried to put across she had power right now, maybe she did at home but on his ship his word was the law. Holding up the candle closer to her face bringing his own back into darkness, the flame reflecting within the woman's pupil, as his eyes fixate on hers. His free hand pushing onto her chest and then pushing the small frame back towards the wooden walls of the ship.<br/>
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The noise of the waves hitting the side of the ship the only thing to break the silence in the room as William study's her face. His hand staying on her chest in an attempt to keep the woman in place, as his eyes start looking at her reaction to this situation. "We are not going back, little girl." He whispered a smile on his face as he told her, although she could not see it. "You are now on the ship. If you want off, that will be the plank or whatever god forsaken shit whole we next dock at." His voice still quiet as he kept breaking the news to her, enjoying every word he just said. Stowaways would usually be dead by this point but being a woman he chooses to take a bit of mercy towards her.<br/>
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Mintyminx <br/>​</div>Keira shook as his voiced raised. The tears in her eyes formed quickly as shr looked up to his now darkening face. "Wait. That's not what I meant. I DO NOT KNOW HOW I CAME TO BE HERE." She stumbled back as her heart was racing. His hand on her chest he could feel it. The fear that caused her wild heartbeat. "I woke up in that crate. I don't know how." Her voice shook as he had made it clear she should be dead. He was a pirate why he had not killed her was by some great miracle. Should she tell him who she was? Would that fix thos situation or make it worse?<br/><br/>His hand was strong against her chest as her back was pressed against the wall. Tears making their wau down her tanned skin. Her shaking could be felt by thay hand, but as she cried the ship began to rock. At first it was gentle as a storm began to brew. Until the ship began to toss, violently. Waves ctashing into the sides as water began to pour, lightning striking, a storm from thin air. The door opened and the captain's first mate stood. "We 'ave a problem capt'n. 'his storm came 'rom no 'here." He called out to the captain. "It'll sink us." Keira continued to shiver in his grip, hee eyes closed as she expected the worst from this pirate. Her father would pay for her, right? But would this man even be interested in letting her go once out he found she was royality? The first mate stared at his captain, waiting for an order. When suddenly they were hit by a big wave. It sent all of the stumblong from one side to the other.<br/><br/>Keira fell foward onto her hands and knees as she was tossed her dark hair free, her heart racing. She didn't know what to do. Her eyes focused outside to the storm that now tossed this large boat as if it was nothing when something called at her. Something dang to her. It let her know it wanted to calm her aching soul. She looked out the door confused, tempted to run out and find that voice before this man could stop her.<br/><br/>SnowyOwl<br/><br/>William looking up towards his fist mate matelot, as she spoke about the pending door of the ship. Just about to open his mouth as the wave hit the back tossing his across the room and onto his back. The man's head hitting the solid wooden deck hard causing his eyes to go out of focus and ears to ring for a few seconds as his mind tried to gather its self once more, finally doing so after a couple seconds. Slowly turning onto his front his legs moving under him as the pirate starts to slowly get back onto his feet. First thing to do was once again secure the stowaway in order for her not to escape, or get the upper hand on him. Taking a hand off of the clothing from the back of her neck dragging the woman to her feet. The smell of burning cloth slowly filling the cabin as the candle hit onto a cloth which caught alight.<br/><br/>His head turning towards the still awaiting Matelot, who managed to survive the wave push due to the door way either side of him. "What the fuck do you think you should do." He shouted towards the crew member. "Get all the men on deck. Get the sails down, close the cannon holes and make sure no water gets on the lower deck." Shouting the orders once more. "Hurry!" Matelot already moving as the last word left his mouth in order to tell the crew what needed to be done. Looking back at the mystery woman. Dragging her towards a chair in the corner of the room. Throwing her again it, taking the leather belt from around his waist which carried his sword; forcefully moving her arms behind her back using the leather to tie her in place. "If you are not still here when I get back. I will find the smallest and sunniest island I can find and just leave you there to slowly die. Do I make myself clear." His hand moving onto her face, pinching either side of her cheeks making her lips into a fish shape.<br/><br/>Letting go to leave the room the door slamming behind him, joining his crew in the deadly weather. Walking up the small stair case to the wheel, the walk usually easy but in this weather he just slipped and slide on every step. Finally reaching the wheel. Not having any option but William had a plan to just keep the ship pointed towards the waves, going over straight is better than sideways as there is less chance of capsizing. His mind casting back to the woman, the storm did not appear until she started crying. Did she cause this? No she can’t of nothing can control the weather. But the coincidence was outstanding.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: left"><br/>
Mintyminx <br/>​</div>Keira wasn't paying attention when he dragged her back on her feet. She reached up grabbin hold of his wrist. Bring man handled like this one seemed to upset her more. She smelt the fire and looled over as the cloth set a blaze. Her eyes widening as she looked over at it. She swallowed hard when suddenly she wad being dragged across the floor. "Wait! Please! I don't understand why you are doing this!" She couldn't, as royality, not to mention a very sheltered royal girl it was hard to understand this man's rough treatment. The tears still in her eyes as he dragged her to a hard chair and forced her in it. The soft thud making her squirm as hee to her wrists. "No, please don't tie me!" Suddenly panic set in. What if she drowned with the boat, or the swabbed tossed them again? She watched his belt unbuckle. Her heart sinking as he did until he used in on her like a rope. He threatened her making her squirm a bit before he pinched her cheeks making her cry out a bit. "I-I understand." she whimpered out to the pirate as he reddened her soft cheeks due to his roughness. Once he let her go her eyes focused on the fire that was a blaze. "Wait!" She screamed after him as had left. Her eyes settling on this small fire that was slowly growing. She squirmed a bit as she watched the fire. Her body twisting along with her wrists until it slipped out.<br/><br/>Once free from her binds she grabbed a bucket and put out the fire. She looked arpund the dark room as she was now left in the dark. She was breathing hard as the storm putside raged on. She stumbled to the door and threw it open looking out as men scrambled on deck to get the vessel under control. She felt herself thrown back. Catching herself on the door frame just barely. She looked out as the lightning struck and the thunder growled. She sunk to her knees and closed her eyes. In the most faint of whispers she sang. A soft song that one would not hear unless leaning into her. Singing always helped her, slowly the raging storm that once threatened to sink them calmed. Keira completely unaware she was the reason. Still crouched by the captains doorway. Her hands hanging onto the frame, her knuckles turning white. She looked as the once raging sea calmed. The sky's cleared and the night sky one again illuminated the ship.<br/><br/>Her dark eyes searching the night as the storm disappeared. It was odd to her how it came and went. The storm so violent just disappearing. Then again her fayher had told her that was how it went. She raised a brow, her fingers still curled around the frame of the door. When she heard some foot steps drawing closer. She lifted her head catching sight of the captain coming back. She almost wanted to run. Instead she pushed herself to her feet and looked at him.<br/><br/>SnowyOwl<br/><br/>William kept barking orders out to his crew, trying his best to make sure nothing happened to the ship and his men but the storm claimed a couple as the waves crashed against the side, sweeping the men over the side and into the unforgiving sea. He quickly forgot them and carried on trying to keep the one who remained still alive. A few of the waves almost taking himself off the ship but due to holding onto the wheel William remained. The storms disappearance sudden and unexpected no sigh that it was coming to an end. The clouds not even showing any want to finish, it just ended and the clouds parting just the large full moon in the sky. "Great work men. We will fire the cannon for our fallen brothers at day break." He shouted at him men, with a loud cheer from the pirates bellow him. Letting the wheel to once again be taken over by his first mate meatlot as he walked down and back to his cabin.<br/><br/>Seeing the woman out of the cabin and off the chair he tide her on making anger appear in his eyes and face once more. His hand quickly raising as he walked close to her letting it slip around her neck then pushing her back into the room and onto the floor. His eyes watching her as she tumbled onto the hard wooden deck, knowing the pain from hitting it himself hoping to see her feel the same for disobeying him. Walking back over to the chair picking up his belt wrapping it back around his waist and fastening it in place, then looking back at the girl his range not ended, as he looks down at her on the floor. "What am I going to do with her?" William thinks to himself, yes he has a big bargaining chip with the port she came from, however not knowing exactly how big of one she was, He could also just use for his own needs, not like she can really do anything to stop him.<br/><br/>Walking over to the woman his hand once more wrapping around her neck, as he forces her to her feet. Pushing the woman back to the wall once more. His head moving towards hers, his noise going into her hair taking a deep long sniff. "What did I tell you? Stay in the fucking chair." He whispered into her ear his hand gets tighter around her neck. "Now what should I do with you. Let you down, fuck you. Give you to my crew." He keeps whispering his voice more joyful however as he tries to scare her once again.<br/><br/>Mintyminx<br/><br/>She watched him stalk toward her and that look on her face made her cringe. His hand flubbed her throatand before she could react he had tossed het to the floor. She let out a pained grunt and a shift whimper. Hitting that floor did just what he wanted it to. It hurt. The throbbing pain in her backside was obvious. She didn't want to die, and yet her own anger beginning. She hasn't left his cabin, she had jumped over board, she had even put out the fire and yet he was mad about her not staying on the chair? Keira shivered slightly at the sound of him walking towards her again. She couldnt manage to talk, her voice seeming to be lost as this pirate man handled her. Each step closer made her more nervous. "Please, don't." She barely got the words out when he snatched her up by the throat again. She choked on his hold as he pushed her into the wall of the boat. Only the moon and the star lit the room. She wrapped her fingers around his wrist. Both hands clinging to him as she felt his face come close.<br/><br/>She shied away from him as his nose found her hair. She let out a shaky breath as he spoke. "I saved your cabin from catching on fire. Maybe I should have let it burn." She cried out softly. His face was still close and him talking about taking her had her skin crawling. "Just so you are aware, you filthy dog, I'm worth more undamaged." Her dark eyes looked up at his dimly lit face. She was terrified but the idea of giving into his threats was the last thing she wanted to give him. "Never thought a man of your... stature would prefer to throw away something useful than find out its worth." She growled softly through pained breaths. His hands were tight on her throat and she didn't like it. His face was still next to hers, her hair smelt of sea water and something, one could only describe as sunny. Was pushing it, talking to the man like that.<br/><br/>However Keira refused to be bullied this way. She was royalty, not some harlot who worked nights at an inn. She was a soft soul, one who was rebelious when needed. However his violence towards her was unnecessary in her mind."Ask my name, fool and maybe you'd know what another man put on your boat." Her hands squeezed tighter on his wrist. Her body shifting, her discpmfort clear, but something abput the confidence in her voice would have made any man pause, if only for a second.<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: left">SnowyOwl <br/>​</div>William's hand doped from her throat, but instead of backing down his hand rose and struck her on the cheek. His eyes watching her head being pushed over to the side from the force behind the strike. "Don't you fucking dare speak to me like that or the idea of using you as just my sex slave will get more and more tempting" He shouted at her his face getting angrier as his hand once again returned to her throat. "What I say on my ship is the law. Do you understand you little bitch?" His voice no longer shouting but still stern. His eyes looking into hers trying to make it clear that he would not be backing down to what she said. His breaths long and quick as his hart raced from man handing this woman, she maybe smaller, lighter and more fragile but it still took a lot of his strength as he was only using one hand at a time for the most part. Her words did interest him however, why was she telling him to ask her name and that she would be worth more undamaged. It was probably just some trick right? She was just some girl who boarded a random ship.<br/><br/>His hand lightening around her throat but still staying in place encase she had any ideas to try and get away from him. Moving his hand pushing her slightly to the left trying to get more light unto her face. Yes he did take a long look earlier on but now he was trying to work out who she was rather than just see her face. No one came to his mind. If she was as valuable as she at least thinks she is then it must be from a family that is not well known, but he knows every family on the coast, apart from one at the last port, it was hard for ships to get into the harbour due to the random nature of the weather over their waters. If she was who she said a few pretty pennies would not even cover a strand of hair on her head.<br/><br/>"You will be worth the same price if you are damaged, maybe more as it shows I don't care about you or need you. I can damage you how ever I want to. Do you understand" His voice staying a normal tone for the moment. “If you are so special then tell me. What is your name?" His voice still staying in a normal speaking tone and pitch as at the moment she had not done anything to warrant a need for him to raise his voice at all.<br/><br/>Mintyminx<br/><br/>He smacked her, hard. The sting of his flesh on her own caused her to scream a bit. She felt the tears streaming down her face as he returned his hand to her throat. She shook then, actually trembling. No one had dared strike her, why would they. Her father had only hot her once, many years ago, but it didn't compare to the sting that now crossed her cheek. The bright red throbbing as she closed her eyes. She was absolutely terrified as he yelled, her knees shook and she couldn't contain the whimper that left her throat. His own heavy breathing seemed to be in sync with her nervous ones. Staying quiet she didn't move. The young woman found herself too nervous to move.<br/><br/>His fingers loosened and Keira stopped holding her breath. Her hands readjusted on his wrist as he moved her face to the side. She moved with him, not fighting as he looked at her. Her eyes were closed still as he spoke abput her being worth the same damaged. "No. He would kill you." She corrected. She knew her father well enough that if she was harmed he would play nice but in the end the pirate would die. No matter what. She could feel his hand as it adjusted on her throat and she flinched back and let out a whimper. Finally when he spoke she opened her dark eyes. Looking at him closely.<br/><br/>Hesitant to say her own name she just stood there a momenr bwfore parting her lips. "Keira, Keira Flock." She muttered out. She would be any mans oayday, but givimg her name meant he would know she was a Princess. Knowing she was a princess, he could do what he wanted. If he did decided to touch her, he would be able to have comfidence she hadnt been touched before. He held an expensive virgin in his hands, a woman who he was probably the first to ever grab and smack her. Keira was young but she wasn't stupid. She also hadn't come on his boat of her own free will, which he seemed too stubborn to believe.<br/><br/>Snowyowl<br/><br/>She was the princess of Vanire. It was rare anyone ever saw her, story's in the town said she was really dead and the king just keeps saying she is alive to not draw attention and questions about her. But after all that was only a story, it was much more likely that she was just kept locked away to avoid this from happening but even the most it seems like it was no help in the end. Maybe she may have been telling the truth about being kidnapped and placed in the boxes but there was no chance he was going to be giving her back cheaply if at all. His head moving away from her bring more of a gap between them, his hand loosening its grip around her throat but still remaining an ever threatening presents on her delicate neck.<br/><br/>"You are Princess Keira Flock." For once since getting back from the top of the deck his voice quiet and not threatening. His mind pondering his options of what to do with the woman. Would her father really try and kill him, well yes he probably would but after years of dodging death William has a few tricks up his sleeve, already knowing how he would approach this if selling her back to her father was the best option. "He would probably try and kill me either way damaged or not love." His spare hand slipping under her shirt letting it trace up her body until it gets under her breasts. His tongue licking his lips with his eyes looking into hers. William has not gotten any intention to rape her at least not yet anyway but giving her a scare at the idea was something he could not pass.<br/><br/>His eyes falling off her as they looks down towards her clothing seeing how easy it would be to get off her as he tries to make the idea of her being raped more and more real or her. The hand just under her breasts pushing up against her bra not hard enough to push under however. "What a young supple body. A princess as well I could sell you as a sex slave for so much even if you are not a virgin." He whispered his voice aggressive as he tried making the princess more scared. Her father would pay anything to get her back after all so selling to anyone else makes no sense.<br/><br/>Mintyminx<br/><br/>Keira felt his grip loosen and his voice the way he said her name. He knew it. A name she hated so much was probably the only thing keeping her alive. She stayed quiet, her cheek still throbbing after his slap. Her breath shook. His hand slipped beneath her shirt and she squirmed. "Please, I gave you what you wanted." She whimpered. Her weight shifting from one foot tp the other. She could feel his finger touching soft, luscious skin. She was healthy, clean, her skin would feel like soft velvet. He continued until he found her bindings. The thing about binding was the fabric wad basically a bandage, wrapped around multiple times to keep her breasts from showing. As he reached up she let out a whimper. She could feel it, the way his fingers played on the bottom. Her breast were actually quite large, not that he would be able to tell until he took off the bandage. She felt herself beginning to shake, body quivering as his hand moved ever so slightly. Then he began to speak, his voice dangerous and the would adding venom. She could feel Her heart racing as she looked at him. The moon lighting up his face. She contoured to move, anxious and unsure. His threat was dangerous, but she wondered if he would really under sell her. Her own dark eyes looking at the way he looked at her body. Jet black locks spill out in every direction. Her body soft trembles would make a man feel powerful.<br/><br/>She really wondered what she could possibly do if he would do it. This man was a pirate, absolute filth. Her hand readjusted on his wrist. "So with me what you will then, Pirate. After all, either way you with be facing the King. I can only warn you that you might be safer not leaving me too damaged." This time she gave into the fact that even if he damaged her, he was right. She was still worth much to her father. Though the two were completely unaware of her true value. That damaging her would result in a very dangerous storm that could last for days. She was literally on the ocean and one wrong move and she could take this ship down. But she remained completely unaware.<br/><br/>As his hand pushed she closed her eyes, a small tear escaping. She was scared, he had done thay much, but even mote so than scaring her he was making her want to go home. Home to a controlling king, a place she wished to run from often and yet here she was in a ship, instead of enjoying her freedom she sought to return to her cage like a frightened animal. Fingers stayed tight around his wrist, her nails now digginfgin. She didn't hide her emotions, something that may be her downfall. Opening her eyes again she looked him in the eye. "Get it over with."<br/><br/>Snowyowl<br/><br/>"Get what over with. We have just started there is no point rushing. I mean you will not be going far for a while sweetheart." The hand around her throat once again tingeing as it pushed up making her move onto her tip toes. The hand touching her torso moving up with her body keeping the distance between it and the bindings the same. His dark eyes looking directly into hers, as he tried to work out what actions he was going to take with her. The idea of selling back to her father was very tempting as his plan was fall proof; at least in theory it was anything can go wrong in practices.<br/><br/>His head moves allowing him to look out the window, the full moon shining brightly its reflection clear as day in the water and in the sky the stairs is twinkling down upon them. "It’s beautiful isn't it? The moon on the ocean. The stairs in the sky around the moon." His voice peaceful and calm. His hand slipping out of her clothing and off her throat, but quickly moving onto her waist spinning her around so she could look out the window at the view, but pressing his body into hers making sure she could not try anything to get out of this room or off the ship. "I am not going to rape you. I needed you to talk and years of this prove fear gets people talking more than anything else." Sighing after he spoke. "But don't get me wrong, you try run away from this ship. You will be tied to me bed, all day all night for me to use as I want. Do I make myself clear?" His hips pressing harder against hers, making any gap between her and the walls of the ship disappear.<br/><br/>Taking a long deep breath letting the sea air fill his noise and lungs, which was interrupted by the scent of Keira, she just smelt clear, at least that was the only word to use as he had not smelt anything like her before so its name was impossible for him to know. “Now the question is what to do with you."Making a clicking noise with his tongue inside his mouth. Moving his body away from hers as he walked over to cupboard taking out a full bottle of rum. "Come here. Princess Flock" He shouted only using the title as it meant nothing while on his ship in the open ocean pouring a glass for him placing it down on the nearby table. 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<br/>​</div>Keira's eyes widened at his words. He was tightening his grip yet again. His fingers curling around soft skin. She let out a whimper, getting pushed to her tip toes. She struggled to keep herself balanced as she let out a her soft voice in protest. He seemed to enjoy her whimpers, they way she looked at him in a slight panic. Slowly his attention turned to the dark night, lit by the moon. He spoke of is beauty but it wasnt like she could see. As if he heard her irritated thought his hand dripped from her but she was spun around. Her feet catching on one another she stumbled. Thay was when she felt him press against her. She gasped slightly. Her focus hardly on the outside. As his hips met hers. Keira ground her teeth together and looked. It was beautiful. The dark blue of the Ocean was gorgeous with the soft white reflection of the moon. Who would not admire that. Then came the threats, she let out a small cry when his hips pushed, leaving her very thoroughly pinned. "Yes. I understand. " her hand were racing behind, fingers grasping onto his shirt as she struggled to find anything to hold onto.<br/><br/>And then he walked away. She caught herself on the ship wall. Her body shook a bit as this man seemed to be very self serving. His threats were terrifying. She afford there a moment when she heard him call her. She turned her head and stared at him. She wasn't sure she wanted to listen, but then again, she didn't want to be tied to his bed. She took hesitant, timid steps to where he had called her over. She stood there a moment. Staring at the glass he had set down. She didn't quite understand what this man wantes from her or why he had decided to keep her a virgin. He wasn't wromg about the fact that she could be damaged. Her father wouldn't give a damn, of anything that would just make him more determine to get her back and hunt this pirate down. She looked at the glass, not sure if it was hers or noth she waitex, before she snatched uo the glass and downed it. She then set it back down as a wrinkle twusted up in her nose. She could already feel it, the rub. Making her light headed. She sat down and refused to look at him. Her dark eyes trailed across the room. It was lit better in the moon light than it was with the candle fire. She looked around begore her eyes came to the man who held her prisoner.<br/><br/>Looking at the pirate she found herself a little concerned. He didn't look like others she had seen. He didn't suffer from scurvy, or habe bad teeth. He wasn't dirty looke the sailors. He was one og the cleanest pirates she had seen, probably one of the best looking as well. She glanced back to the bottle before she closed her eyes and wondered a what could he possible want from her?<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: left"><br/>
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"Good girl." He whispered as he watched her quickly drank the glass of rum which he poured for himself. Taking his glass from the table and to his lips drinking it at the same rate at which she did to her own. Placing the glass back onto the table and topping both of the glasses back up. His eyes looking back down towards the woman which presents aboard his ship still contains no reason behind it, but no matter he now had a quick pay out if he ever wanted one which right now was far from needed. She was beautiful knowing her father’s appearance it was her mother’s doing which was the most likely cause of her beauty, She was far different from the woman which usually are seen with people of his occupation. William was not going to be complaining about having a person of her appearance around him but giving her what she wanted was not going to be happening. He just hoped she would not be causing issues as punishing her was not going to be a fun activity to do no matter how it seemed just a few moments ago.<br/>
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His eyes moving off the woman and over to a bedside table, moving swiftly towards it. Taking the oil lamp and a box of matches from upon it then bring it back to the main table in the cabin. Putting the lamp in the middle before seating himself opposite of the woman. Using the matches to light the lamp making the area around them more bright. The rolled maps metal band shining in the light. Taking the cup from the table but slowly sipping at the rum rather then quickly knocking it back. His eyes fixating upon her face, the cogs in his brain turning as he once again tries to work out the fate of this woman. If she was a common male then this would be a easy decision walk the plank, but a woman was always harder to choose given the more gentle and caring nature and her being royalty as well just making everything harder for him. Lifting the glass cup up to his lips once more taking another sip. "What am I going to do with you? What to do with you?" The words quiet as they left his lips. A choise was not needed right now but the sooner the better. But even where she would be sleeping is an issue, he could put her with the crew but they would probably just rape her no matter what he told them. <br/>
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Placing the half empty glass cup back onto the table his hands resting upon the hard wood. "I will ask you this one last time. Why did you hide in the crates to my ship?" His words soft and stern at the same time, not saying that he had just stolen them rather than them being his own.<br/>
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Keira flinched at his praise. It was certainly not a comforting thing to hear. She sat down on the chair, fidgeting with the rim of her shirt. She eyed the drink then back to her shirt. She was nervous and his soft musing making her look up at him. But when he asked her the question she had already answered she could feel the color drain. She stared back at him. She was at a loss for words for a moment. Her eyes fixated on him as confusion crossed her face. "I alrea-" she stopped herself from arguing. Her lips began to shake. "I will not lie to you, just because you do not believe me." Her voice shook but it was not so much from lying as much as it was from fear of being handled by him again. "I was on the port, I do it almost everyday. Dress up in my father's old sailing clothes, go out on the docks. I keep an eye on the trades, enjoy the ships." she paused as her voice was quivering. " he came up behind me when I was admiring the ships. After he put that rag to my face I woke up in that box. On this ship and here we are." She spoke bitterly, excessively so when the last sentence left her lips. She wasnt use to being asked over and over as if she were lying still.<br/>
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She grabbed the glass and she found the liquor slightly moved as her hand had a small tremor. Shr really was scared, something not even Keira had realized about herself. She took a sip then set rhe glass back down. Her breaths shaky as she felt the warmth finally hit her. She shivering feeling that crawling sensation up her spine. Taking the cup again she downed the second one. She felt her head swim and she leaned back in the chair. Her eyes looking over the man who in turn was watching her. "Why won't you just believe me... damn pirate." She housed the lady words under her breath. For her it was probably the fact that she was tired that made her brave. However any movement he made that might have been mistake for coming towards her made the princes flinch. <br/>
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For keira she was disappointed by hoe quickly this man had seemes to tame her. Making her flich and coward practically. She found herself nervous and yet defiant all in one moment. Staying quiet as she let her story sink on. She could only hope that it would be believed. Not that it would change either way.<br/>
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SnowyOwl <br/>​</div>William once again filling up both glasses with the rum, emptying the glass bottle in the process. Bringing up the bottle to his lips trying to get every last drop from within before accepting that it was empty. Leaning forward in his chair as he cleared his throat by forcing a loud cough which echoed around the wooden room, his hand covering his mouth as he did so only because a lady was in front of him, where normally he would have done nothing. Picking up the glass as his eyes looking into hers as he tried to process and think how to respond to the same answer being given to how she got aboard his ship. "You do realise how unlikely that story is. You dressed as a man before being spotted by some mysteries men who knew you were not a sailor but instead Keira Flock. The daughter of the king, then instead of taking you himself for whatever he wanted dumping your body in a crate for me." He spoke hoping hearing the story back to her might make it more clear how unbelievable it really was. A finger dipping into the liquid before tracing around the rim of the glass causing a sort of screeching noise from the action.<br/><br/>Slowing down his finger letting the noise quiet but remain a presents in the room. "Does that sound normal to you? Does it sound believable? " His voice sounding condescending while he spoke to her, already knowing that he was right about it not sounding like a thing which would really happen. “So let’s think for a moment. Why would a man drug and hide away a valuable woman such as you for me to take. I would have out you on my ship quickly to avoid this." The tone of William's voice portraying that he does indeed have experience in kidnapping a woman to sell back or into some kind of sex industry. It's big money after all, and it would be clear given his job morals were not processed by him. Finally stopping the noise as he brought up the glass to his lips taking another sip.<br/><br/><br/>Mintyminx<br/><br/><br/>Keira flinched at his words, her face reddening in frustration. She knew how it sounded, what kind of fool she looked like. Her temper beginning to spark. She didn't understand why he pushed her for a different story. Her face continuing to darken in color. "Why the hell would I know his intentions!" She pushed up from the chair and walked away from the pirate. She ended up across the room and her arms wrapped around herself in hug. Her eyes closing as she searched her mind for a reason. Her bottom lip being bitten in frustration as she failed to come up with a reason. she dodnt even know the man, a gave she had seen so clear, one she would have remembered. She finally felt her teeth rip through fragile skin. She jumped, lifting a hand to touch before feeling the wetness on her fingertips. She glanced over her shoulder."I cannot tell you his intentions only that his goal was to seperate me from my father. What he planned afterwards is beyond me. I passed out. Ended up here." She finished her sentence with anger laced in her words. How should she know what the men where thinking.<br/><br/>Then it hit her. Her head lifted up and she looked at the captain. Turning away again she bit her bottom lip as she couldn't being herself to say it. that he probably took the wrong crate. How would thay make any sense. To question him, unless she wanted to be tossed around again. She just stared atthe bed she now stood in front of. Not sure what this man wanted her to say. She had told him again and again how she ended up there. Believable or not. It had happened.<br/><br/>SnowOwl<br/><br/>William watching as Keira walk and shouted around the cabin, becoming clear that the consent repeat of the same question, why are you on my ship, was starting to frustrate the kings daughter. It was amusing to watch for the pirate, seeing his prisoner and bargaining chip getting annoyed, to him it was like watching a kitten fight a paper bag compared to what he had seen during all of the years doing this job. As she spoke it was getting clear to William that she was not meant to be on his ship, whoever planned to kidnap the woman placed her inside of his won crates which he took. Until this point he had thought she was in one of his own crates no the stolen ones, not that he was about to confess that to the woman. "Calm down love I don't want to see you break one of your high class nails." He smirked as he kept his eyes on the woman. Taking both glasses of rum tipping them together before knocking it back quickly. Once complete standing up at the table and walking up to the woman as she stood near his bed, seeing her eyes looking at it.<br/><br/>"Well its clear I am not going to be getting any answers from you tonight." William said only as he did not want to admit that she was here due to his error. Walking to the bed then sitting on it making it clear that she would not be using this one. "I do not have a change on my ship, usually people in your position are in the ocean by now. And keeping you with the men would end badly for you." Grabbing a pillow from his bed before throwing it onto the floor. "Use that." William says sternly before taking off his shirt.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Mintyminx<br/><br/>Keira stopped, stiff as a board when he spoke of her like a fragile object. Her anger only flaring more. How dare he, how dare he be that way. She was half tempted to grab something and throw it. Yet she kept her cool as she slowly began to calm herself. She couldn't let him get the best of her. She huffed, biting the inside of her lip. The frustration she felt was overwhelming. Being treated so poorly, telling the truth and being ignored. When he came up behind her, Keira side stepped away from him. Wanting nothing to do with him she averted her gaze. Yet she could still feel him. When he sat on the bed that was when she realized what he thought. Her cheeks flushed red and her eyes narrowed on the pillow she picked it up and stared at it a moment before that pillow smacked him fairly hard in the face. "I had no intention of even touching that bed. Especially with the possibility of laying next to a filthy dog like you." She snapped out, her eyes flickering with irritation. "I wouldn't want to get fleas." And with that she turned heading to the table and chair. Sitting down she crossed her arms and laid her head on them. Her face away from him so he wouldn't see. She cried herself to sleep that night. Quite sniffles, tears falling over her soft skin.<br/><br/>Eventually the exhaustion caught up and she fell asleep. Face buried in her sleeve, she slept decently. Our wad something odd woke her. A humm of sorts that was as if it was calling her. Slowly her drowsy eyes began to open. Her body ached, but the sofr thumming contiued. She pushed up and began to sleepily walk across the floor, not remembering where she was. It was still fairly dark as she opened the door and walked out of the cabin. The fresh, salty air hitting her, it didnt wake her, rather it help make her feel content. She continued until she stood before the plank. Stepping up she glanced down at the calm waters. Another step forward and suddenly she was yank. "Ouch! Unhand me!" Her eyes opened in a glare but the face she looked at was different. Older, ugly. The man had a tight grip on her. Slowly Keira began to realize where she was and what was going on. "W-wait let me go." She muttered out only to feel herself dragged back to the cabin. "Captain, someone decided to go a wonder'n on 'er own" he grumbled out pushing Keira forward and shutting the door. Keira looked away, her face reddening as she waited for whatever terrible or cruel thing he would say, or worse do.<br/><br/><br/>SnowOwl<br/><br/>Eventually the exhaustion caught up and she fell asleep. Face buried in her sleeve, she slept decently. Our wad something odd woke her. A humm of sorts that was as if it was calling her. Slowly her drowsy eyes began to open. Her body ached, but the sofr thumming contiued. She pushed up and began to sleepily walk across the floor, not remembering where she was. It was still fairly dark as she opened the door and walked out of the cabin. The fresh, salty air hitting her, it didnt wake her, rather it help make her feel content. She continued until she stood before the plank. Stepping up she glanced down at the calm waters. Another step forward and suddenly she was yank. "Ouch! Unhand me!" Her eyes opened in a glare but the face she looked at was different. Older, ugly. The man had a tight grip on her. Slowly Keira began to realize where she was and what was going on. "W-wait let me go." She muttered out only to feel herself dragged back to the cabin. "Captain, someone decided to go a wonder'n on 'er own" he grumbled out pushing Keira forward and shutting the door. Keira looked away, her face reddening as she waited for whatever terrible or cruel thing he would say, or worse do.<br/><br/><br/>Mintyminx<br/><br/>them before or even called worse during this career he had chosen. Taking a deep breath as his eyes tried to follow the woman to the location which she will sleep; this however was made difficult due to the darkness in the cabin as he only had a rough idea of where she had moved to. His mouth opening as a loud yawn echoed in the room. William standing beside his bed so he could strip off to get more comfy, firstly his jacket and shirt followed by the trousers, just leaving his underwear on due to the woman inside his cabin. Once undressed claiming back into the bed to begin his nightly slumber and to relax before another long day of sailing with the hope of reaching land by night fall. Within moments falling into a deep sleep.<br/><br/>This sleep however was quickly disturbed not by the calm waters outside changing, or even the soft slowly movements of the princess aboard his ship, but the loud call of a crew member then the slamming of the door as the woman was caught walking around the ship. His eyes opening sharply from the noise, he was not even groggy from the disturbance as it almost jolted his body awake like an electric shot. "It appears my little princess does not understand that she no longer has any power." The voice coming out of the darkness as it tries to mock her. "Did you fancy a moon light stool in the gardens" A creaking sound softly appearing as the pirate slowly got off the bed and to his feet. The creaking of the oil lamp as it gets opened and lit a moment latter a light radiating from the corner of the room lighting the nearly naked man as he slowly approached the woman, until reaching the table where he placed down the lamp.<br/><br/>William now walking towards Keira, his eyes almost sparkling with anger as he was being forced to deal with this pest in the middle of the night. "Why can’t you just be a proper little princess, the well-mannered submissive girl you usually where trained to be from birth.” Finally getting close enough to touch her, his arm reaching out then taking her arm in his hand gripping as tightly as he could. Turning around and walking into the room further up to the table forcing his prisoner along with him. Once there pushing her body down onto the hard wooden chair. His grip loosening before letting go letting his fingers trail up her arm the both forcing upon her shoulders, pushing Kaira down onto the chair harder. "If you try and leave again. I will tie you down onto the chair so you can't move. Do you understand?" His voice soft as he whispers directly into the woman's ear.<br/><br/><br/>MintyMinx<br/><br/>Keira was quiet after the man had left, but what terrified her as when that oil lamp flickered on. Those glimmering eyes set themselves on her and she could feel her heart sink. Dangerous blue eyes landed on her and there was the irritation. She didnt even know what she had been doing. She had pressed herself against the door as his footsteps continued. Then he commented on her upbringing and she felt her cheeks flush. He was basically mocking her. She hated this feeling on fear and anger that mixed all to well when she stood in his presence. However the anger disappeared when he began testing her across the floor. She couldn't even resist and his fingers dig into her skin.<br/><br/>Slammed back into her seat she really thought it was over, that was until his finger dug into her shoulders. She let out a gasp as her hands came up and grabbed his wrists. "I'm sorry." Shr muttered out as she clung to his wrists, his cold voice were polor opposites. She shivered and bit her bottom lip. How was he so terrifying? She had never cringed at the presence of another so much before. When he finally released her she pulled herself all the way into the chair. Tucking her knees to her chest and hugging them. Her heart pounded against her ribs as she hid her face. He could careless about her and that was skin chilling. She was quiet the rest of the night even if she did't sleep. In fact when he woke he would find her in the same spot and unmoving. She practically looked dead. Seeing that was how Keira felt it didn't much matter.<br/><br/>SnowOwl<br/><br/>William didn't take long to fall asleep into a deep slumber even as the ship gently rocked side to side with the small waves, at least small compared to the large ones which were hitting the ship not to long ago. Although soon enough he was once again awake his eyes fixating on the stowaway aboard his ship. He was still unsure what to do with her, walk the plank, just release or keep to bargain with later on, but right now finding out her intentions was still the main goal. Yes, she had said that she does not remember how she got aboard but was it true? Sighing as he rolled out of bed and his feet hit the cold wooden floor of his cabin. Bending down to pick up his clothes before getting changed. Walking past her give a hard slip on the back as he did so. "Wakey Wakey princess. Your adoring public awaits." Mocking once again as he leaves the room locking it behind him.<br/><br/>Returning a couple minutes later tossing a slice of bread with a thin slice of jam upon it, onto the table in front of her. "Eat up Princess." As he pours her a glass of rum to wash it down with, not as he wanted to but as it was the only drinkable liquid onboard of the ship, placing it onto the table next to the bread. Looking down at her as he.<br/><br/>Mintyminx<br/><br/>Keira was startled as she was woken up. How she had wvwn managed to fall asleep on that position was beyond her. She really must have been tired. She blinked as he spoke and silently watched him leave the room. His attitude was annoyong and she hated this. Yes she had been dreading suitors but at this point she wanted to take on the chauvinistic bastard over dealing with this prick. Sliping from her cradled position she stretched, flexing aching muscles as she did. Pressing a cold hand to her puffy eyes she sighed and sat back in the seat not wanting to get in trouble again. She glanced around and her curiousity got the better of her. She began to wander around the room. Looking over each thing. That was until the click of his boots echoed over the wood. She nearly dove for the chair. Slipoing into it seconds before the click of the lock.<br/><br/>As he walked in her gaze was directed at the table when the movement of something in front of her. Bread, with jam. That is what he called supper? She reached out taking it. Her bites were normal, however she found herself flinching as he set down a glass. The clink causing her to cringe away from the rather violent man. She honestly found she had a strong distaste for being handled in such a rough manner. His strong touches, low rumbling voice, those eyes that sought to destroy her. She shivered.<br/><br/>Racing for the glad she kicked it back all at once. Setting the gladss down and looking away, toward the window, the waves. She wanted so badly to hide, but she couldnt escape his gaze. "My story will not change, so you can stop looking at me now..... Captain." she paused unsure if this would end well. Her glimmering eyes staring out at the beautiful waters. "I finished. What else do you wa-" her temper got the best of her, but as she turned her eyes, catching his blue ones, she instantly she fell silent. She couldn't pull her eyes away this time, no matter how much her stomach sank.<br/><br/><br/>Snow Owl<br/><br/>William saw her now empty glass on the table, his eyes glancing down at the half empty bottle before topping her glass back up to full. It was far from a normal offer for him to make giving away good run to a captive, although once again she was not a normal captive being a princess., keeping her alive would be a very large bargaining chip or up the price, if he was to sell her. Once the glass was full bringing the bottle to his lips to finish off the bottle seeing it had only got a quarter left. Turning to the window behind before tossing the bottle out and into the deep blue ocean below. Once done his blue eyes turning back to look at the princess still seated in his chambers"Better make that one last, you are not getting another for a while now." His voice blunt and rough as he begun walking back behind Keira, once her latest outburst had ended and she was one again cowering.<br/><br/>His movements start once again until his loud footsteps stop directly being her, his hand once again pressing onto her shoulders, almost locking her body in place, his head moving to the left making his mouth next to her ear. "Maybe it's just the years of being on the sea talking... But if I was the weak helpless princes on board my ship I would keep my mouth shut." Whispers leaving his lips before pressing his nose against her hair and taking a deep sniff. "And I would not be telling the captain where he can and can't look. I will look where ever I will fucking like." His hands beginning to run her shoulders.<br/><br/>"You know why I am stuck with you here? hmmm." Moving his head above hers letting his chin rest on top of her brown hair. "Well Let me enlighten you... I am here to make sure you don't get hurt... you see my men don't see people of the female variety too often and the ones they do well are ugly. So leaving you alone they might let their hands wander." His own hands starting to do the same although not going lower than her collarbone. "If they start to wonder then well other things may happen... But I am sure you can guess." Once hand retreating back to her shoulder as the other takes hold of her soft neck squeezing around to make her feel discomfort but not chock. "Before you start getting feisty with me just remember I am the only thing stopping you from." Stopping his small speech short as he assumed she would have gotten the message although his hands remained on her body.<br/><br/><br/>Minty Minx<br/><br/><br/>Keira felt her eyes lift as he was quiet. His silence louder than one could ever explain. She listened to the soft sound of the rum pouring into the glass and she found herself watching the liquid fill up. Beautiful amber liquid, though she wasnt use to drinking so much. After this glass she was bound to get drunk. When he told her to savor it, her eyes feel back on the pirate. The man had a dark look in his eyes as he tossed the bottle into the sea. His footsteps once again echoed in the room as he passed around her slowly. She sank into the chair as every instinct screamed at her to run. She had never intended to become a prisoner and her tongue was only getting her in trouble. She couldn't help it. His gabs found her shoulders posing her to the chair. Inhaling sharply Keira kept a rather neutral face even as her eyes vegan to swim with tears. Though tough, she was not that tough. Feeling those callused fingers tugging against her skin as they grabbed rather tightly. His words whispered in her ear, hot breath sending chills and bumps up her arm. His threats actual frightened her a bit.<br/><br/>When he sniffed her hair while stating he'd do what he wanted, she felt an instant fear begin. One she had really thought wpuldnt happen. She forgot what she was, her own beauty not even coming to moons. His hands slipped to get shoulders, dangerously. She sifted in her seat as his threat continued, slowly the tension was building more and more. And then his fingers dances in her collar none. It was not what she had expected. Her body tensed as she flattened her back to the chair. "S-s..." She was about to speak but thought better of it. His hand slipped against her throat<br/><br/>Wide eyes stared out the ship to the ocean. The pressure had her in a panic, her hands darting up and grabbing his wrist as she let out a faint whimper. The point was made, he was absolutely clear on what he was getting at. However for Keira, she was beginning to wonder if this man craved her. His dangerous tone, the anger and the threats, he was terrifying. She looked ip ast him from hey positron and stared for a moment. Her neck hurt, and he still had his hand on her sounder. "I understand, captain." She muttered out and looked forward again as she leery her fingered grip his wrist harder. She was beginning to get dizzy, just from her own heavy breathing and rapid heart race.<br/><br/><br/>SnowOwl<br/><br/>head and even life, any tighter and he would be chocking her, causing real discomfort and any tighter than that stopping the blood flow and oxygen from reaching her brain and everyone knows what happens then. The hand on her shoulder finally releasing but not in the manner that the princess would have been wanting as it took a hold of her brown hair and pulled upon it forcing her head to move back so she was once again looking up into her eyes. "Who said you could look away princess" His voice sounding joyful as he spoke looking down at her face, the hand in her hair beginning to play with the hair as he kept it tight between his fingers making sure she would not be able to move her head away without causing more pain to herself. The pirate, however, was not going to be making any attempted to move her hands as they feel nice against him after so many days and nights at sea without any female or human contact of any kind. Even the last he had had the woman was far from as beautiful as his stowaway was.<br/><br/>His eyes looking down into hers for a minute before finally leave, but only to look down at her cleavage or the little which was visible with the clothing she was wearing. His pupils growing as he saw the top of them and it became more clear that he had not felt or seen a woman's body for a little while now. The tip of his tongue leaving his mouth as he gently licked over the soft faint red skin on his lips. Letting his eyes linger for a little longer then suddenly darting back to look at her face and eyes. "Where is my thank you, Princess?" Williams voice diverting to soft whispers as the waves start to hit the ship making it rock softly side to side slightly.<br/><br/>Crouching down to make himself level with her head then taking another long sniff of her hair, then moving closer to her ear "Come one princess say thank you to your host. hmmm." Going quiet for a moment. "I see you are unsure what to say... well repeat after me." Coughing to clear his throat and taking that moment to think of what to have her say. "Thank you, Captain... Thank you for giving me a place to sleep, food to eat and rum from your private store to drink along with a fine glass to drink from. I also think you for protecting me from the needs or your crew and not letting them bend me over and use my body for their needs." The pirates still whispering into her ear. "Now it's your turn."<br/><br/><br/>Mintyminx<br/><br/>She cried out as he yanked her hair. Keira look at him as her face turned red from lack of oxygen and the tears in her eyes sat at the rim. Why must he be so violent? She wondered to herself as she continued to hold onto him. Nails digging into his rough flesh as he held soft locks in his own fingers. He growled at her as he spoke of not giving her permisson. "I- I'm sorry, sir." She wuiclly muttered out to him. That was when she watched his eyes, the way they took her in as she sat in the chair, completely at his mercy. The tears began to roll down her cheeks as she felt like his eyes were eating her alive. Her shaky breaths landing on his neck and face as he hoovered above her.<br/><br/>His next words had her blinking in surprise. Those dark brown eyes searching his face as he leaned down. Feeling his sniffing as he took in her scent. That was the second time he had sniffed her. Thank you? He was so odd. She didn't understand what her daying thank you would make a difference, but after loosing her temper she was sure it was to give her a bit of humility. However she couldn't find her voice. His voice brought shivers to her spine as it was so close to her ear. Telling her what to say. Then he told her to repeat it. There was a slight panic in her as he asked her. "Tha-nk you, Captain for giving me protection, food and rum.c she struggled to get the words out die to his hand and her shaky voice. She nearly felt broken as she spoke. Her words were a mess and she couldn't remeber all of what he had said only that he was fed up with her disrespect for him. She couldn't help but still think lowly of him. Especially now as he held her the way he did. She did as he asked all the same. Not wanting to feel this pain any longer.<br/><br/><br/>SnowOwl<br/><br/>William grunted as it became clear the princess was not going to finish what he had told her to say. The hand holding her hair back finally letting go before forcing her head back up straight, but he kept crouched down behind with his hand holding around her neck, still showing no sign of letting go. "Its a shame really princess... You cant thank the person protecting you, but I guess that is a life a luxury you. Hartless and not caring about anyone not royal" His voice for a change soft but still rough. Leaning his noise back into her hair and taking another sniff, however, this time much longer and deeper, even the position of his head deeper in as his noise could be felt against her skull.<br/><br/>His free hand once again moving onto her shoulder as he uses it as a support to rise to his feet and once to towering over her. Once up his head looks back down on her head. The pirate's hand around her neck loosening slightly to give a little more room to breathe, but she will still struggle slightly to breathe. A silence finally filling the cabin as he looks down at her and his hand keeping her head from looking anywhere else but directly straight at the wooden wall of his quarters. Letting out a soft sigh which gently pushed her hair out of place due to the soft stream of air.<br/><br/>Mintyminx<br/><br/>Keira bit her bottom lups as she was release for his grip. She didnt know what to do. His words were hard to say when he held her neck like that. His words were seemingly bitter yet hus tone had changed. It was softer in a way. He was smelling her again and something in her made her close her eyes. "Captain, what do I smell like?" She let the words leave her shaky lips as she felt his nose pressed against her head. He seemed to really like it and she wondered why. Her eyes still cloused as she waited to be answered or to be scolded. He seemed to like scolding her despite what she said. Sometimes he wouldn't even listen too her, just like her story. He'd rather call her a liar.<br/><br/>Keira wasnt sure how she felt. Silence filled the cabin and his breath played in her dark locks. She was at a loss on what to do. He was so aggressive and his hand was threatening to take her life if she didn't do as she was told. He was treatening and yet he didnt know what to do with her. She in turn didn't know what to do to make him calm down. She wanted his hand off her throat but how would she do that without making him more angry.<br/><br/><br/><br/>SnowOwl<br/><br/>William took one last deep sniff of her hair before finally pulling his nose away and let his chin rest on her shoulder. The hand on her neck loosened a little more but refused to move. "It is just a nice change from the salty sea air... Shit farts sweet and other smells which we get below deck and around the crew." He replied unsure why he had answered but saw no reason not to. Taking a deep breath as his eyes looked forward, and the hand on her shoulder moved sliding down her side until it rested on her hip before slipping inwards upon her stomach. "Anyway, it is nice to smell and touch a woman after weeks and weeks at sea. As you can guess a hand can only help so much." He whispered assuming she understood what he was referring to.<br/><br/>The room going silent for a moment and the footsteps of the crew above and weaves outside where the only hearable noises. "We Will be docking soon enough Keira... and hopefully by then, I would have made a chose what to do with you. If not that I guess we get to spent more time togeather." He once again whispers as the hand on her waist softly begins to draw circles upon her clothing.<br/><br/><br/>Mintyminx<br/><br/>At this point his hand staying on her neck wasn't an issue. She could breath. Keira took a deep breath as her eyes watered from the lack of air. His chin rested on her shoulder and she felt the urge to scoot away, instead she found herself stiffening a bit. As she tried to mentally tell herself to relax was when he decided to move his hand. It glided along her side, her back straightening as he did. Her cheek rubbed against the side of his face as her cheeks began to flush at that point. He was pushing boundaries she never thought she'd have to experience. She was loosing her breath, yet this time it was not because of his hand being on her throat. The girl found her cheeks slowly going from a soft pink to a deep red. "What will you do with me?" She asked, genuinely concerned at the idea of this pirate taking her for all that she was worth or selling her to another who would.<br/><br/>That was when the waves became more aggressive. With the Mermaid's growing anxiety the ocean responded in kind. Choppy waved beginning to hit the ship rather harshly. She felt a rather big smack that sent the chair sliding as well as the captain. She was death gripping the chair at that point. Blinking as she moved to look to see where the captain had fallen. Her beautiful black eyes gazed at him as light bruising began to show up on her neck from his grip. Now able to face the captain she blinked a couple of times before that innocent look just covered her entire expression. "What do you plan on doing with me Captain?" She questioned again as the waves now seemed to calm down with the wild beating of her heart.<br/><br/><br/>SnowOwl<br/><br/>William stood behind the woman as she spoke and it was clear that she was scared or frightened of the answer which he was going to give. "I" is the only letter he would be able to get out before the waves hit the side of the ship knocking him out of the crouched position and onto the floor as he slid across the floor and into the side wall of his cabin. Being lucky enough to have missed his captive's chain from falling up on top of him along with her body. "Fuck me... what the fuck is with the sea today twice now that's happened." He shouts as he took a moment to get back on his feet, although his captives persistence to know the answer to the question was surprising. "It depends on what people offer for you. If I don't get enough gold then I guess you will end up being bent over my table, well tied anyway for my needs." His words calm and collected as he spoke looking her directly in the eyes.<br/><br/>Taking the chain from her and then placing it back into the middle of the room for the princess to once again sit upon, once in place going back to the woman and taking her wrist in his hand before dragging her into the middle of the room and forcing her to sit in the chain once again. "That will last until I get bored of you... then maybe you will get tossed to the crew." Placing his hands on her shoulders to keep her in place not wanting the woman to have any chance of escaping. "Ohh and tied in place will happen soon enough if you try to leave again."<br/><br/><br/>MintyMinx<br/><br/>Keira's breath shook as she looked at the man. He really didn't care. Now she was dealt an even more vivid picture of how he planned to use her. He had seemed unsure at first but now, he was positive. His threat made her shiver. Why, after her ageing, trembling before him, why must he continue. The ship rocked as her emotions continued to escalate. She was more than just scared of him, she was intimidated by what he could do. His fingers gripped her shoulders harshly. She reached out. Her fingers gripping onto the hem of his pants. "I already said I was sorry. It hurts. " she winced as her eyes dropped, her entire body quaking like a leaf. Tears slowly stalled down her face as she bit her bottom lip. Het once flawless skin, littered with dark purple, greens and reds. He had left marks all along that perfect golden color. His rough handling had brought the strinfs loose and as this was made for a much larger man he now had a clear veiw. Hidden beneath thin fabric was binding wrap, but he could see the small mounds that were meant to be her breasts. Decent sized ones at that.<br/><br/>Her hand still on his pants hem she lifed that nercous gaze back to him. "So, eother way I am to be a... slave." She muttered the last part as her heart sank. She released him and shrugged his hands off. "I'm going no where." She grumbled in protest. She certainly wasn't going to after the way he had just handled her. She closed her eyes and brought her legs to her chest, curling up in the chair once again. Unsure what this man wanted from her at that moment.