Their silhouettes were umbrage against stone alleyways and boulevards. They came as if they were night, quietly creeping into their cities, leaving naught behind but garish screams and savagely torn homes. No death was imposed upon those who simply let them be, but guards, this time around, had changed fate for their citadel. Coerced into a more violent approach, Captain Steven Meltem had barged into the most opulent of homes, taking whatever valour he might find, possessive over what should have been life of his, but was taken away from him. It was, however, battle he did not feel to give when verdant hues met his, point of a sword to his throat menace he wouldn’t have excused, but her... for her he had spared lives, had retired his crew and let them live 'til sunrise.
She was held in his rooms, belongings brought along with her to make her stay a tad more comfortable. He might be a pirate presently, but at past... matters had been dissimilar back then. Steven, Meltem, Carvalli did not take hostages. But she was not one, but a precious thing to possess, to have for himself as amusement, perhaps company. Lone nights shall be no more. And as he finds his way down stairs to his quarters, ample enough to sustain a luxurious living. There are large curtains upon large windows facing the sea beneath, wooden cushions, persian carpets and silken sheets. A large, heavy table made out of thick wood, maps and tools any captain will use. His bed remains in the middle of the room, an ample bath to the side, already filled to the brim by instruct.
Brunet young lady stands at the side of him, pressed onto the wooden wall while he walks past her, removing his belt, boots and sword. placing them at some lounger before hands haul at the tucked in of his shirt. It is then that the dark haired bloke addresses her presence. “You should make yourself at home... this is where you’ll live from now on... might as well get used to it, come now, we must bathe before dinner is served... don’t try and take the sword, if you do they’ll kill you”. He warns while he removes his shirt. “— the one reason why they won’t touch you is because of me, so I suggest you do as I say”.
