I was lowblood servant of the Pirate Queen, Mindfang. It wasn't hard, she was easy on me for whatever reason. More than likely because when she asked what my favorite number I answered eight. I was in her quarters, she assigned me and me alone to clean it for her, which was hard because of her bedroom endeavors. She was night time deviant, a bedroom tycoon, and she knew how to make a right good mess of her bed and surrounding area. Still, I couldn't complain. I got off on it a little, but she didn't need to know that. However, when the door swung open and whacked my ass, I was not prepared.
"Mother of gog- who dared to enter the sleeping quarters of Marquise Spinneret- MINDFANG?!" My voice rose when I saw my mistress pulling a seadweller into her room roughly. She blinked then looked at my hunched form, evident I was interrupted while carrying out her orders.
"Oh, (Y/n), I am glad you are obeying me, but you're free to leave if you wish." I could tell it was a polite 'Get-the-fuck-out-or-you're-going-to-die' so I stood straight and was about to gather my cleaning equipment when the seadweller spoke.
"Mindfang, don't you think the lass would like to join in our little 'game', aye?" I shook my head at the same time as Mindfang, neither of us wanted to be intimate with one another. She was attractive, yes, but far from my type. I perferred the people in, or around my own caste. They can't pull the "highblood" card on me. Once I had gathered the cleaning things, I was out of there like a sonarbeast out of hell.
Later, what felt like sweeps later, the seadweller emerged from the captain's room. He had a lazy and satisfied grin on his blue tinted lips. Many purple love brusies peeked from under his purple armor.
I felt my stomach churn, so I ran to the side of the boat and retched.I knew it would offend the seadweller to throw up in his waters, but in his sex drunk stupor I didn't think he'd notice.
It was a fact I found out when I stood back up and saw his purple eyes boring into mine. I shifted back, noticing right away he had a harpoon gun. He trapped against the banister, which was the only things keeping me on the ship.
"Ye understand that isn't how ye treat other people's waters, right? I should see to your death, lass." His ring clad finger pressed on the trigger of his gun, which was now pointed at me. I looked into his eyes, which were very pretty as they were horrifying. Then I realized I had one option.
"No, fuck you." With those bold words I threw myself off the ship. As I plummeted to the water, Mindfang ran and looked over with the purpleblood. He was staring at me in shock, Mindfang with something like horror.
"Dammit, Dualscar!" Was the last thing I heard before a splash, bubbles rushing by, then the loving hold of the water.
I felt a mouth pressed over mine, then it was gone, then a pushing pressure on my chest. It went like that with the occasional mutter of "Damn landdweller". I felt something launch from my stomach making me lean forward and vomit water over the ground. I felt a hand gently patting my back.
"Easy, lass. Just get it all out of your system." That voice, my eyes widened and my head whipped over to the one known as Dualscar. I knew who he was now, Orphaner Dualscar. The seadweller terror. So he was called, but the look on his face wasn't all that menacing, and the way he was comforting me by patting me wasn't all that scary.
"Uh....you saved me?" That was a foolish question, seeing as he and his clothes were soaked through. Though either way he nodded to my question. "Well, thank you. You didn't have to-"
"Aye, I did. A fussy Mindfang isn't my glass a wine. Though I'm not th' type to let a gill drown for no reason." He shook his head disapprovingly before grinning slightly.
"Thank you again, Orphaner." Against my better judgement I leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. He sat still for a moment before giving me a smoldering look, but his smile was sweet.
"I knew I should a got Mindfang to let you play with us." I flushed and slapped him upside the head.
"You perverted wader!"