Sleeping Next To The Pirate King 92 Role Model Or Mortal Enemy?

"Oh? A woman who can use a pistol to hurt others? How barbaric."

A nerve along my forehead bulged as this man's words angered me. And to top that off the way that he was playing with his words as his accent lingered further p.i.s.sed me off. I quickly looked up to see that it was early morning, barely past dawn. Another nerve bulged. Why is this f.u.c.ker awake this early?

No one else was on the deck but Baron, this weirdo, and I.

"May I have the pleasure of knowing your name, my kind sir?"

The man chuckled as he crossed his swords and ran up to me. I freaked out as I noticed that I didn't have my swords with me. As the man stood an inch away from me, instinct took over. Two successive bangs sounded as smoked bled from my pistol. Two holes marred the man's twin swords as the barrel of my gun fell to the ground. Lord above I am about to p.i.s.s myself. This man actually cut through a gun!

The man lowered his swords as he looked at me and burst into laughter. It was both haughty and sn.o.bby. My eye twitched in annoyance.

"My dear, you are quite the interesting woman now aren't you? Because of your chivalry I will honor you with the my name."

The man then knelt and set his swords on the ground as he looked up to me and said.

"I am Sir Henry Morgan, a pirate who takes pride in the ruthless bucaneering and looting of s.h.i.+ps. it is a pleasure to meet such a talented woman such as your-"

"HOLY s.h.i.+T! DID YOU SAY THAT YOUR NAME IS SIR HENRY MORGAN?"

Henry's eyes widened as he looked at how I had clasped his hands. My eyes trembled with excitement.

"Yes I am, have you heard-"

"HEARD? I HAVEN'T ONLY HEARD OF YOU MY DEAR SIR! I AM YOUR BIGGEST FAN! HOLY s.h.i.+T! HOLY s.h.i.+T I AM ACTUALLY TALKING TO THE GREAT HENRY MORGAN!"

Henry watched me fangirl in silence and confusion. This mysterious man was one fo the greatest pirates of the this time period or the "Golden Age of Piracy". He was known to be the strongest enemy of the Spanish as he conquered multiple lands. He was a Welsh pirate who had always dreamed of being a sailor, but his greed for money overtoke his childish aspirations. He was my greatest role model along with Francois L'Olonnais. I can't believe that I'm actually holding his hand now and talking to him.

I fanned my face at the shock of it all. Henry looked at me like I was crazy before saying.

"I am flattered my lady, but I would like to apologize in advance."

I looked at him dazed as I asked.

"What are you apologizing for?"

Henry smirked as he whistled. A couple of minutes later men jumped on to the deck from the sides of my s.h.i.+p. They cried out as they quickly filled the previously empty deck. In their hands were daggers, harpoons, pistols, rifles, and swords. Their faces were that of true pirates. Tattoos covered their s.h.i.+rtless bodies as they dressed as menacing as they looked. Surprise and anxiety filled me as I dropped my pistol and raised my hands in surrender.

Henry's laugh vibrated the deck as his crew members joined in. He then smirked as a crew member pa.s.sed him a rifle. Henry swun that rifle over his shoulders as he said.

"My dear, despite the fact that you are truly a special woman, I would like to apologize and say that gold interests me more. So if you could I prefer that you hand over all fo your gold and treasures willingly. What is your answer?"

I sighed as my body trembled. d.a.m.n it. This s.h.i.+t actually shocked me. I hate it when someone has the upper hand. I clenched my fists as I calmly chuckled haughtily as I looked at Henry with a smirk.

"My dear Henry, why should I do that? Have you forgotten your position? You are a guest on my s.h.i.+p and I will treat you as such. But if you choose to become something other than my guest, then don't be shocked of the fact that I will also treat you accordingly."

Henry smiled before wincing. Fear filled his widened eyes as Baron held a dagger to his neck and whispered.

"Try threatening my wife once more you little s.h.i.+t. The next time you do, remember to send me a letter back from Satan as you meet him in h.e.l.l."

Henry chuckled as he said.

"Oh, oh. Such bold words for such a young man. I guess that love does that."

Henry then pointed his pistol at me.

"Try harming me, you blond mophead. The second that you do I will shoot a hole through your wife's forehead. I do not believe that a husband wants to see the color of his wife's brain, now does he?"

I trembled.

s.h.i.+t. This time we were actually f.u.c.ked. None of the crew members were awake, and it's not like I could call them to alert them or anything.

d.a.m.n it, what the h.e.l.l should we do now?

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Thank you so much for reading my luvs! Stay safe and stay tuned for a b.l.o.o.d.y battle! Will there be lives lost?