@emcads said: “ i can't believe i trusted you all this time. ”
“ It was your first mistake to be puttin’ trust in me at all, Cap’n de Sevilla. After all your years spent in the company of self-servin’ pirates ⏤ and bein’ one yourself, I might add ⏤ I thought that perhaps ye might’ve known better. Though, I suppose every man be susceptible to the occasional lapse in judgment. ”
There was an undeniable smugness in his voice as he replied to his guest from his seat at the desk in the captain's cabin. Hector Barbossa was every inch a vainglorious usurper, perched upon his new throne; maps, logs, and piles of leather-bound books sat before him, strewn across the dark wood as evidence of him having rifled through Jack's belongings in the hours following the mutiny. He slowly rose from his chair to regard her, as she stood flanked by a pair of armed members of his traitorous crew.
While he would never say it aloud, he had to admit that it was difficult for him not to feel some remorse over how he intended to dispose of Esmeralda. Not only was she a capable pirate in her own right, but she was also the granddaughter and successor of Don Rafael: a respectable man and captain who had aided him in his time of need and given him passage to Shipwreck Cove so many years ago.
However, Don Rafael was dead, and Doña Pirata was one of the few remaining obstacles between him and his next prize.
“ It's best not to dwell on what’s already done, ” He swept his arm outward to beckon her further into the room, and gestured towards the wooden table at its center. A decanter of wine sat upon it, along with two glasses and a bowl of various fruits. He was cruel, not inhospitable. “ ⏤ But I think a parlay be in order. Sit. ”
PROMPTS FOR EXPRESSING DOUBT.
