Edward Kenway + āI donāt regret any of it.ā
You were avoiding Edward, which was a feat in itself considering the Jackdaw was only so big and you were the most recognizable person on the ship, what with you being the only woman and dawning Assassin robes.
There were only two more days of travel, according to Ade at least. Then, youād be back in England and free to never see the captain again.
You could live with that.
Ade had been helpful in your efforts to stay as far from Edward as you could. He didnāt ask why, the pain in your eyes and the hurt in your expression was enough to grant you his loyalty.
Thus, heād inform you of when the captain retired every night so that you might sit on the deck and watch the stars.
The open sky, the gentle toss of the ship, the salty taste on your tongue- all of it reminded you of the beauty that freedom held. It reminded you of what you fought for.
Your sigh was lost to the sea breeze. This night had been cooler than most, but not enough to make you retreat back to the inner workings of the ship. You decided then that you should travel more.
Assassin work had you travelling at lot as it were, but you usually stuck to travelling by land. Before youād ever made it onto the Jackdaw, your perception of boats was far less appealing. Now, you couldnāt imagine not sailing the seas.
āItās cool tonight,ā a rough, familiar voice sounded from above you.
You didnāt bother replying.
Clearly, Edward had figured out how youād been so skillful in avoiding him. Heād taken the matter into his own hands and had tricked you.
You got to your feet, brushing the dirt off of your pants as you did so. You didnāt grant Edward a single glance, moving to slide past him without confrontation.
The captain had a different opinion on the matter, his hand landing firmly on your shoulder. On instinct, your head whipped towards the contact.
It was a mistake to look at him though.
His eyes, as bright as the sea on the warmest summer day, were full of confusion, and the smallest touch of aching. The smile he used to give you- warm and light and so very blinding- was gone, replaced with a deep frown.
The rough burr had dwindled to a soft utterance, a gentle plea for you to stay. You knew he would let you walk away if you wanted. This was him asking you- no, begging you, to stay.
āEdward,ā you replied, trying to keep your voice light and airy. Instead, it sounded like the last whisper of a dying man.
āDonāt,ā you interrupted. It was meant to sound stern, but the fight had been drained from you the moment your gaze met his. You were doing all you could to stop the onslaught of tears, but even now you knew it was a lost battle.
āI donāt regret any of it.ā
It was genuine, honest. Youād never seen somebody bare themselves more to you than you did in that moment. Edward wasnāt just telling you, he was showing you.
āI donāt want to get hurt,ā you admitted, deciding it was time you were honest with him as well.
A week before, the two of you had slept together after months of sexual tension. The problem was though, it wasnāt just sex to you. You loved the man and it scared the hell out of you.
But, you werenāt a coward. So you told him.
āI was acting a fool,ā he told you, shame rolling from his tongue.Ā āIāve been hurt before.ā
Hesitantly, you reached out a hand.
You sighed as the gentle touch of your palm met the warm skin on his cheek. He leaned into the contact desperately, moving the hand that wasnāt on your should over your own.
It was an intimate gesture, and you found yourself melting against him.
āI do love you, lass.ā
You felt his words reverberate against his chest, listening to the wild thump of his heart against the smooth skin of your cheek.
āI might not be the best at showing it,ā he continued, and you didnāt have to look up to know he was frowning.Ā
Memories were playing in his mind as he held you close.
āPlease donāt give up on me.ā
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