she stands proud and tall, the hint of a smile ghosting across pink lips. she shakes the other’s hand with a solid grip. she’d been working on that, ever since will had placed a sword in her hand. most men were taken aback by such a firm grip. elizabeth enjoyed the looks on their faces.
“likewise, captain flint, a pleasure to meet you.” mocha hues shift to look at the destroyed vessel. her crew had been about to raid what remains but the pirate king is already rolling in gold and treasure. if this man speaks truthfully, there is no reason to deny him his request.
“and where is home, captain flint? answer me this and i shall grant you permission to board.”
The twitch in his brow gives away the surprise at the strength of her grip; it seems the woman was full of surprises. Even Bonny, as unenthusiastic as she was about handshakes, had a grip much lighter. And she was a seasoned fighter, put many capable men to the ground. Maybe more men than Flint himself. A shake of his head, the man zones back in on his conversation with the pirate king. He’s been getting stuck inside his head for far too many times recently.
“ Home is Nassau. Quite a long journey still awaits my crew, don’t you think? ” A week in best conditions, without stopping for ports or looting. However, the weather was not in their favor as of late, the sun unbearably high and not even a slightest breeze to move the waves along. “ As I’ve said, our intentions are only fresh water and food. We have no interest in other goods the ship has to offer, I give you my word on it. ”