Luna_Primrose

***Book 1 Completed***

It is not always the prince who sweeps a maiden off her feet. Sometimes the person who is thought to be a villain is actually the true hero of the story.

Hence, only a keen eye can see beyond the rough edges. 

“DANGER!”

That's one of the things that can be associated with him.

However, how can one revered as dangerous be at the same time the one that can make her heart beat down her throat and caused her breath to hitch?

How might she avoid him when each time he gravitates toward her, she finds herself unfit to move? 

Entrapped.

Dazed.

Bathe with palpable tension no one could rupture.

Was it just fear? Or on the other hand, was it something entirely different? A blossoming passion, perhaps? A forbidden love that would send both their worlds reeling upside down.

Many have tried to escape the claws of fate, yet close to none have succeeded. 

Vereena Braxton, daughter of an Admiral from House MacGhille. An epitome of flawlessness she had to uphold and a scandal to avoid. Everything is perfect as her destiny had already been planned out as she ought to marry the crowned prince.

That is, until one night, pirates came along their harbor and caused mayhem across their city. Where she finds herself in the clutches and at the mercy of a vicious pirate, stowed her away from the life she once knew.

But with the time they spent, Vereena has come to ask herself. Has he really taken her as a captive, or has he set her free from the rigid society she lived in?

WSA Theme: Historical

The Admiral’s Daughter and the Pirate King

Callum asks for my gown to be removed. I don't know what the purpose of it, but it's none of my concern. I have no use for it anyways. I have now changed into my usual dress I left months ago.

Tired from the nonstop travel, I told everyone for my leave and took my comfort back to our quarters, seeing that everything hadn't changed, aside from the huge pot where the egg was supposed to be. Instead, it was replaced with an open box when some of my clothes were bundled into a small makeshift bed for my dragon.

I supposed he's a male. I just have a haunch.

He purred when I lowered him into the box. He circled for a moment before curling into sleep while I stroked the bony ridges of his head. Such an adorable little creature, but soon enough, he would be larger than the mountains and be feared by everyone.

The door opens, and Callum stride in. One thing that I noticed is that he was no longer wearing his eyepatch.

Chapter 141: The Plan