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"We still have a day or two more of travel ___________," Your father explained before he left you to sleep,"When we dock, I want you to be well-rested. You need to look your best when you meet your future husband."

Pulling the sheets over your body, you nodded, unable to disobey your father's whim,"Of corse father...good night." He shut the door behind him hearing a satisfying answer from you.

As the boat rocked gently from side to side, you felt your fate drawing nearer and nearer. You were currently on a ship, headed towards a port city on the coast of Russia where your future suitor, Ivan, would be waiting.

In all truth, you didn't want this marriage. It was being forced upon both you and Ivan but while he might've liked the idea of having a girl marry him forcibly, you despised every thought of it.

There was literally no turning back at this point though. So, feeling exhausted from thought, you rested your eyes, falling into a shallow sleep while the rhythmic waves rocked the boat back and forth.

After what felt like ten minutes, a rather large wave hit against the boat, knocking you onto the ground. But rather than hitting the ground, you also hit water, sending you up with a shock. The boat was taking on water and you were the farthest below deck.

Running through the wooden corridors of the boat you found your parents room, which was empty. Next, you checked any other rooms that had no vacancy only to find them completely empty as well.

Above you, there were sudden bloodcurdling screams which were followed by gunshots. 'P-Pirates...' Rushing up to the deck, there was a boat beside yours with a jolly roger hanging proudly over the crows nest.

On your boat, a captain who bore the color black stood at the edge, seemingly tossing something over. The second he turned around, your blood ran cold, for his blue eyes noticed you in a heartbeat.

There was nowhere for you to run off to. Below you, the hull was slowly filling up with salt water which would eventually drown you. And if you jumped off the sides, odds are you would've frozen to death in the cold waters.

As the pirate captain ventured nearer, you were able to make out details easily. He wore a heavy black coat which rested over a half-opened white shirt he wore beneath it. On his neck, two large necklaces of pure gold and on his right eye, a black patch covered. His black pants were being held up by a torn up piece of red cloth and his high boots were made a thud each time they hit the wooden floorboards of the deck.

Almost too soon, the man was gripping at the top of your nightshirt with a devilish grin on his face,"Well,what do we have here? A little rat crawlin' out from under the floorboards, eh?" He was so close that you could smell the rum in his breath as he spoke.

In fear, you stayed completely silent but shook your head slightly in response to his question. The man turned his head to his ship before he started to notice the ship tipping a bit. "Captain Lukas sir! Permission to bring a wench onboard!?" He yelled towards the ship.

A young man at around the same age as the on holding you appeared on the railing of his ship, taking a look at you before nodding. You were dropped before being picked up by the waist. You initially gripped onto the man's coat as he took a rope that was tied onto your boat and swinging both of you onto theirs.

As his feet hit the deck, you were released, only to see the ship you were on seconds ago get blown to smithereens by the cannons of the pirate's ship. The captain who had allowed you on board came up to you personally.

The man had light blond hair which was hidden underneath his navy blue captain's hat. He wore a sky-blue coat which had gold embroidery going up the sides. Under his coat, he wore a white shirt, much like the other man's, only it wasn't opened up as far down as the other man's. Hs belt was also makeshift from torn, dirtied, red cloth and his pants black, mostly covered by high boots. His eyes were a sullen blue color, piercing through yor soul it seemed.

"Mathias," The captain snapped a bit in a plain voice,"Tell anyone that if they disturb me before nightfall, they'll become bait." He went up to the taller man who seemed unphased; more of a playful glisten in his eye before taking the hat off his head,"And quit stealing from my room or you're next."

The captain approached you, placing the warm hat upon your (h/l)(h/c) head lightly and scooping you up off the ground, carrying you into his quarters. Before he shut the door, he looked back at the man and slammed the door behind him.

When you saw the room you had just entered, you almost died of an immediate heart-attack. You thought you had a good amount of money from your family line, but compared to every treasure littering the room, it seemed like a dollar.

He sat you down on a chair across the room, a desk set beside you. Stripping off the coat off of his shoulders, he slung it over yours, not paying any attention to the sleeves. Kneeling in front of you, he wiped off some of the water away from your face,"Do you have a name...?"

Nodding, you cleared your throat a bit,"I-It's ___________..." You admitted sheepishly, afraid of what the man might end up doing to you while no one would disturb the two of you.

He gently rubbed your cheek in a circle with his thumb,"My name is Captain Lukas." Lukas opened a cabinet on the desk beside him, producing a small bottle of gin. He uncorked the top, put the cool glass to your lips and gripped your chin lightly. Confused by his actions, you waited a moment for him to tilt your chin upwards, forcing you to drink a small portion of the bottle before taking a swing himself.

When he pulled the bottle away, you held your tongue out in pure disgust of the taste. Lukas took his bit and laid the bottle on the desk before rubbing your shoulders a bit,"Hopefully this'll warm you up..."

You somehow failed to notice how cold you were until your body started warming up. The tips of your fingers, once a pale, bluish coloring began to turn back to their normal shade of (s/c).

While he did this, you took notice on how much better dressed he was than most pirates you've heard about. But not just that, he seemed to be rather handsome in your eyes.

Once you had been warmed up a bit, you smiled softly,"T-Thank you..."

"Do you need anything...?" He asked softly, taking one of your cold hands in both of his softly, his lips gently brushing against your fingers. Your face heated up a bit in embarrassment.

You had to snap yourself out of these thoughts,'Good-looking, sweet and kind or not, he's still a pirate. I can't leave my guard down for a minute.' You gave him a curt nod before speaking,"Can I have something to eat?"

Standing up, he left you alone in the room momentarily before snaking his way back in with a wooden bowl full of what you suspected to be some form of soup. Lukas knelt down in front of you once more, handing you the bowl and watching as you ate it in silence.

When you finished, you laid the bowl off to the side,"Lukas," You asked a bit distraught,"W-What a-are you going to do w-with me...?"

Again, he gripped one hand with much care,"I'm not going to do anything to you...don't worry..." He helped you stand up a bit, your legs still weakened from exhaustion. As long as I'm captain, what I say, goes."

Lukas helped you over to his bed and laid you down before climbing in beside him. "That's kind of what I'm worried about..." You admitted sheepishly before adding in a nervous laugh.

Without warning, he placed his hand on your cheek,"I'll bring you to wherever you were going. I promise." He pressed his lips tenderly against yours. You returned the kiss sweetly before you both pulled away,"You're rather pretty __________..."

"Well," You said with a smirk,"You're rather handsome yourself Lukas. Just promise me one thing...?"

He looked a bit confused, but you held a small smile,"Just come to visit me a few years after you leave. And keep in touch...in anyway possible..."

Lukas gave a small smile before nodding and pressing his lips against yours once more.

_________><__________

Lukas kept to his word and brought you to the port city to meet your fiancé, who you ultimately married on your father's whim. Ivan wasn't such a bad man as you previously thought, but he was no Lukas to you.

Mere months after your wedding, your first child was born. A baby girl with locks of (h/c) and the most peculiar blue eyes, identical to Lukas'. Ivan questioned but once about why her eyes were such a different shade and you explained that they were your mother's eyes; an obvious lie.

Every now and again, you would find a puffin knocking at your window with a dirtied piece of paper, always from Lukas explaining on how he was doing. You never told him about his daughter.

One day, you received a letter saying that he was in the area and wanted to see you once more. By then your daughter, Eliza, was about 5 and you also had a young son who was about 2 named Nathaniel.

You brought Eliza with you, thinking it was time you told him about his only child. Eliza was obviously confused, but you always told her stories about her real father; some of which were true while others weren't.

On the day you went to meet Lukas, you asked Ivan if he could watch Nathaniel for a few hours while you went out with her. Obviously, he had no objections.

The whole time you walked with your daughter's hand in yours, you explained everything to her. "Ivan isn't your real father Eliza. Your real father is a young pirate who I met on the way to marry Ivan. But I warn you, you cannot breath word to Ivan about this."

She grinned toothily and nodded, her (h/c) locks bouncing and her eyes sparkling with excitement. Walking around the city, you spied for anything that would indicate him.

That's when you spotted him, you picked Eliza up and went up to him. He was looking the other way when you neared. Tapping his shoulder lightly, he turned around in shock to see you there with Eliza in your arms.

"___________...?" He asked curiously, still looking curiously at her,"Who is she?"

"Well Lukas..." You said with a small grin,"This is your daughter...Eliza. Eliza, this is your father..."

Both of them exchanged a confused and curious glance. You couldn't help but let out a giggle, seeing how much alike the two of them were. "So you're my real daddy?"

Lukas couldn't find words and in turn, nodded. "So then Nathaniel isn't my brother mommy?"

"He's your half-brother." You explain with a softened smile before looking towards a rather confused Lukas,"I'm sorry, but, when you brought me back so many years ago, it was to marry..."

He kissed your lips softly before giving you a small smile,"It's okay...I guess that means that you can't come back with me now, can you?"

Eliza kept turning her head back and forth with the conversation. You let out a small laugh,"I have a lot to balance Lukas...I'm afraid I can't." Jouncing Eliza a small amount while she protested seemed to prove it.

He held his arms out a bit,"Do you mind if I..." Eliza looked more than ecstatic so you willingly handed her over to him. "So Eliza...is it?" She nodded in exasperation, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "Have you been good for your mother?"

Again, she nodded and gave a toothy grin,"Yea! So did you and mommy really fall in love after you saved her?"

He gave another soft smile, one that warmed your heart simply,"Yes," Lukas looked up with kinder blue eyes before looking back down towards her,"Yes we did."

You moved in beside him, listening to your daughter; his daughter, gabber on while he answered all her questions. You rested both hands on his shoulders and kissed his cheek, making his face turn red.

"You know I still love you Lukas..." You whispered in a low tone so that your daughter couldn't hear.

He took off his navy captain's hat and laid it on Eliza's (h/c) head, her eyes filling with wonderment,"I still love you too..."

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"We still have a day or two more of travel ___________," Your father explained before he left you to sleep,"When we dock, I want you to be well-rested. You need to look your best when you meet your future husband."

Pulling the sheets over your body, you nodded, unable to disobey your father's whim,"Of corse father...good night." He shut the door behind him hearing a satisfying answer from you.

As the boat rocked gently from side to side, you felt your fate drawing nearer and nearer. You were currently on a ship, headed towards a port city on the coast of Russia where your future suitor, Ivan, would be waiting.

In all truth, you didn't want this marriage. It was being forced upon both you and Ivan but while he might've liked the idea of having a girl marry him forcibly, you despised every thought of it.

There was literally no turning back at this point though. So, feeling exhausted from thought, you rested your eyes, falling into a shallow sleep while the rhythmic waves rocked the boat back and forth.

After what felt like ten minutes, a rather large wave hit against the boat, knocking you onto the ground. But rather than hitting the ground, you also hit water, sending you up with a shock. The boat was taking on water and you were the farthest below deck.

Running through the wooden corridors of the boat you found your parents room, which was empty. Next, you checked any other rooms that had no vacancy only to find them completely empty as well.

Above you, there were sudden bloodcurdling screams which were followed by gunshots. 'P-Pirates...' Rushing up to the deck, there was a boat beside yours with a jolly roger hanging proudly over the crows nest.

On your boat, a captain who bore the color black stood at the edge, seemingly tossing something over. The second he turned around, your blood ran cold, for his blue eyes noticed you in a heartbeat.

There was nowhere for you to run off to. Below you, the hull was slowly filling up with salt water which would eventually drown you. And if you jumped off the sides, odds are you would've frozen to death in the cold waters.

As the pirate captain ventured nearer, you were able to make out details easily. He wore a heavy black coat which rested over a half-opened white shirt he wore beneath it. On his neck, two large necklaces of pure gold and on his right eye, a black patch covered. His black pants were being held up by a torn up piece of red cloth and his high boots were made a thud each time they hit the wooden floorboards of the deck.

Almost too soon, the man was gripping at the top of your nightshirt with a devilish grin on his face,"Well,what do we have here? A little rat crawlin' out from under the floorboards, eh?" He was so close that you could smell the rum in his breath as he spoke.

In fear, you stayed completely silent but shook your head slightly in response to his question. The man turned his head to his ship before he started to notice the ship tipping a bit. "Captain Lukas sir! Permission to bring a wench onboard!?" He yelled towards the ship.

A young man at around the same age as the on holding you appeared on the railing of his ship, taking a look at you before nodding. You were dropped before being picked up by the waist. You initially gripped onto the man's coat as he took a rope that was tied onto your boat and swinging both of you onto theirs.

As his feet hit the deck, you were released, only to see the ship you were on seconds ago get blown to smithereens by the cannons of the pirate's ship. The captain who had allowed you on board came up to you personally.

The man had light blond hair which was hidden underneath his navy blue captain's hat. He wore a sky-blue coat which had gold embroidery going up the sides. Under his coat, he wore a white shirt, much like the other man's, only it wasn't opened up as far down as the other man's. Hs belt was also makeshift from torn, dirtied, red cloth and his pants black, mostly covered by high boots. His eyes were a sullen blue color, piercing through yor soul it seemed.

"Mathias," The captain snapped a bit in a plain voice,"Tell anyone that if they disturb me before nightfall, they'll become bait." He went up to the taller man who seemed unphased; more of a playful glisten in his eye before taking the hat off his head,"And quit stealing from my room or you're next."

The captain approached you, placing the warm hat upon your (h/l)(h/c) head lightly and scooping you up off the ground, carrying you into his quarters. Before he shut the door, he looked back at the man and slammed the door behind him.

When you saw the room you had just entered, you almost died of an immediate heart-attack. You thought you had a good amount of money from your family line, but compared to every treasure littering the room, it seemed like a dollar.

He sat you down on a chair across the room, a desk set beside you. Stripping off the coat off of his shoulders, he slung it over yours, not paying any attention to the sleeves. Kneeling in front of you, he wiped off some of the water away from your face,"Do you have a name...?"

Nodding, you cleared your throat a bit,"I-It's ___________..." You admitted sheepishly, afraid of what the man might end up doing to you while no one would disturb the two of you.

He gently rubbed your cheek in a circle with his thumb,"My name is Captain Lukas." Lukas opened a cabinet on the desk beside him, producing a small bottle of gin. He uncorked the top, put the cool glass to your lips and gripped your chin lightly. Confused by his actions, you waited a moment for him to tilt your chin upwards, forcing you to drink a small portion of the bottle before taking a swing himself.

When he pulled the bottle away, you held your tongue out in pure disgust of the taste. Lukas took his bit and laid the bottle on the desk before rubbing your shoulders a bit,"Hopefully this'll warm you up..."

You somehow failed to notice how cold you were until your body started warming up. The tips of your fingers, once a pale, bluish coloring began to turn back to their normal shade of (s/c).

While he did this, you took notice on how much better dressed he was than most pirates you've heard about. But not just that, he seemed to be rather handsome in your eyes.

Once you had been warmed up a bit, you smiled softly,"T-Thank you..."

"Do you need anything...?" He asked softly, taking one of your cold hands in both of his softly, his lips gently brushing against your fingers. Your face heated up a bit in embarrassment.

You had to snap yourself out of these thoughts,'Good-looking, sweet and kind or not, he's still a pirate. I can't leave my guard down for a minute.' You gave him a curt nod before speaking,"Can I have something to eat?"

Standing up, he left you alone in the room momentarily before snaking his way back in with a wooden bowl full of what you suspected to be some form of soup. Lukas knelt down in front of you once more, handing you the bowl and watching as you ate it in silence.

When you finished, you laid the bowl off to the side,"Lukas," You asked a bit distraught,"W-What a-are you going to do w-with me...?"

Again, he gripped one hand with much care,"I'm not going to do anything to you...don't worry..." He helped you stand up a bit, your legs still weakened from exhaustion. As long as I'm captain, what I say, goes."

Lukas helped you over to his bed and laid you down before climbing in beside him. "That's kind of what I'm worried about..." You admitted sheepishly before adding in a nervous laugh.

Without warning, he placed his hand on your cheek,"I'll bring you to wherever you were going. I promise." He pressed his lips tenderly against yours. You returned the kiss sweetly before you both pulled away,"You're rather pretty __________..."

"Well," You said with a smirk,"You're rather handsome yourself Lukas. Just promise me one thing...?"

He looked a bit confused, but you held a small smile,"Just come to visit me a few years after you leave. And keep in touch...in anyway possible..."

Lukas gave a small smile before nodding and pressing his lips against yours once more.

_________><__________

Lukas kept to his word and brought you to the port city to meet your fiancé, who you ultimately married on your father's whim. Ivan wasn't such a bad man as you previously thought, but he was no Lukas to you.

Mere months after your wedding, your first child was born. A baby girl with locks of (h/c) and the most peculiar blue eyes, identical to Lukas'. Ivan questioned but once about why her eyes were such a different shade and you explained that they were your mother's eyes; an obvious lie.

Every now and again, you would find a puffin knocking at your window with a dirtied piece of paper, always from Lukas explaining on how he was doing. You never told him about his daughter.

One day, you received a letter saying that he was in the area and wanted to see you once more. By then your daughter, Eliza, was about 5 and you also had a young son who was about 2 named Nathaniel.

You brought Eliza with you, thinking it was time you told him about his only child. Eliza was obviously confused, but you always told her stories about her real father; some of which were true while others weren't.

On the day you went to meet Lukas, you asked Ivan if he could watch Nathaniel for a few hours while you went out with her. Obviously, he had no objections.

The whole time you walked with your daughter's hand in yours, you explained everything to her. "Ivan isn't your real father Eliza. Your real father is a young pirate who I met on the way to marry Ivan. But I warn you, you cannot breath word to Ivan about this."

She grinned toothily and nodded, her (h/c) locks bouncing and her eyes sparkling with excitement. Walking around the city, you spied for anything that would indicate him.

That's when you spotted him, you picked Eliza up and went up to him. He was looking the other way when you neared. Tapping his shoulder lightly, he turned around in shock to see you there with Eliza in your arms.

"___________...?" He asked curiously, still looking curiously at her,"Who is she?"

"Well Lukas..." You said with a small grin,"This is your daughter...Eliza. Eliza, this is your father..."

Both of them exchanged a confused and curious glance. You couldn't help but let out a giggle, seeing how much alike the two of them were. "So you're my real daddy?"

Lukas couldn't find words and in turn, nodded. "So then Nathaniel isn't my brother mommy?"

"He's your half-brother." You explain with a softened smile before looking towards a rather confused Lukas,"I'm sorry, but, when you brought me back so many years ago, it was to marry..."

He kissed your lips softly before giving you a small smile,"It's okay...I guess that means that you can't come back with me now, can you?"

Eliza kept turning her head back and forth with the conversation. You let out a small laugh,"I have a lot to balance Lukas...I'm afraid I can't." Jouncing Eliza a small amount while she protested seemed to prove it.

He held his arms out a bit,"Do you mind if I..." Eliza looked more than ecstatic so you willingly handed her over to him. "So Eliza...is it?" She nodded in exasperation, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "Have you been good for your mother?"

Again, she nodded and gave a toothy grin,"Yea! So did you and mommy really fall in love after you saved her?"

He gave another soft smile, one that warmed your heart simply,"Yes," Lukas looked up with kinder blue eyes before looking back down towards her,"Yes we did."

You moved in beside him, listening to your daughter; his daughter, gabber on while he answered all her questions. You rested both hands on his shoulders and kissed his cheek, making his face turn red.

"You know I still love you Lukas..." You whispered in a low tone so that your daughter couldn't hear.

He took off his navy captain's hat and laid it on Eliza's (h/c) head, her eyes filling with wonderment,"I still love you too..."