Part 2

Context: You were the Queen of a small kingdom, minding its business in a far-off sector of space. Unfortunately, said sector had seen attacks from the Dread Pirate aka the Pirate King aka the Nameless Captain. A man of legendary status, you once invited him to a gala to try and speak. He was as stubborn as you expected, and nothing really got done... except that he fell in love with you, that night. You've made him obsess, and he doesn't appreciate being teased. Now, he's here to collect you.

Setting: The Gemling Queen's castle

Tags:[M4F][Enemies to Lovers?][Yandere Pirate King Speaker][Fallen Queen Listener][Attack/Invasion][Widowed Queen][Dread Pirate][Sci-Fi][Teasing][Flirting][Confession][Obsessed][Enough to Kill For Listener][Oddly Honorable?][Comfort?][CW: Kidnapping/Attack]

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[Scene opens in the wreckage of your castle]

[SFX: General chaos, screaming, and the Listener struggling]

[You’re dragged through the wreckage of your castle by men in starveil armor, armor that reflects the cosmos in each thread]

[Pause?!]

“Well, well! Is that the venomous voice of my darling Queen I hear shouting from the ruins of her castle?”

[And there from the throne of a collapsing star, the wicked King smiles down at you]

“My Queen, oh, my Queen! Did my men hurt you when they captured you?”

[Pause!]

[He rumbles with laughter and beckons you forward]

[SFX: The Queen struggling as she’s dragged before the King]

“Oh, I cannot tell you how pleased I was when my men informed me that we’d finally acquired you, at long last! Come here, let me look at you…”

[Pause!]

[To your surprise, he pouts]

“Such vitriol from those beautiful lips. A shame, really. I was hoping you might hear my words before condemning me with such hatred.”

[...?]

“Do I not want you for your tears? Pfah! What use do I have of torturing my bride-to-be?”

[You stare at him in disbelief]

[Pause?]

“Darling… Why is none of this obvious to you? Do you not remember our… almost forbidden moment when you hosted me at the regal gala? ‘Let us host the Dread Pirate King’, you said to your pathetic excuse for a husband, and he relented. And I made my first appearance in the light in eons… I arrived in my starveil robes and marched straight toward the steel-spined Queen that dared call me from the shadow… Do you remember now, Lovely?”

[...]

[Note: Rec. slightly muffled reverb to denote that this is a memory]

[In your memories, you remember speaking politely with guests before hearing gasps echo across the crowd, and turning to see the Dread Pirate towering over you]

Well… Your Highness. May I have this dance?

[...]

[You’d stared one another down for a moment, you with a glare and him with a grin before you’d offered your hand. More gasps echoed as he led you into a dance, dangerous and terribly beautiful. Even more, as he leaned his considerable height down and whispered:]

You’ve got nerves of steel, girl… I can respect that. Seems your sniveling, jealous child of a husband doesn’t like a real man appreciating you, however.

[Pause]

[The Dread Pirate chuckled softly]

Oh, aye, of course, he’s more than man enough, of course… Why I bet he’d run right over, fists raised, if I oh-so-gently tucked this stray strand of hair back behind that pretty ear… Ah, lass, don’t go shuddering too hard. He’s actually turning red… Come now, girl. You’re unafraid of anything, aye? Tell the truth.

[SFX: The music pivoting dramatically]

[The Dread Pirate dips you as the music comes to a crescendo. You hold your breath as he smiles again, dangerous. In control]

You don’t want this boring life… If you have the stones to demand I come to face you, wearing my best, you’re a rare sort… my Queen.

[...]

[His eyes flared that night as he stood you up straight]

…I think I’ll indulge in some of that delicious food, for now. But… when you’re ready, to be honest, come find me. I’ll give you what you want… ‘Highness’.”

[Your mind falls back to the present still, with some of that same anger you held for him and his smugness that night]

[Pause.]

“Ahh, she remembers, now! Yes, yes, the fearless Queen who played coy the rest of the night. Who did her best to humble the Dread Pirate while continuing to be so perfectly polite! Who made sure said pirate got to see her with her pitiful husband the rest of the night…”

[Pause!]

“Oh, love… It’s not as if I planned on becoming obsessed! Do you know how rare it is for someone to get me so… riled up, that I have to stop one of my hunts just to do something about it?!”

[SFX: Shadows lashing out]

[Some of those ineffable shadows whip out and seize you around your waist, forcing you into his lap]

“Come. Here!... Sit on my lap, dearest. Let me look at you..”

[SFX: Crystal hitting the floor]

“Ah… That’s what you meant when you mentioned your tears. They turn into such pretty, rare crystals when you cry, love. Hmhm… I see, now. How this pathetic little kingdom began to see such sudden economic success! Once more on the back of their Queen’s suffering!”

[He sighs and withdraws a handkerchief from his pocket, gently cleaning your face]

“Here… shh. No more weeping. You will not weep to serve my interests.”

[...?]

“I want you, the person, lass. Not you, the money-making anomaly. Not you, the Queen. You. I want that fire kissed into my lips, I want those defiant eyes looking up at me from bed, and I want to be there to see you when you awaken. When that FIGHT shoots through your veins, you pick up a blade and rush at whatever you want to cut down, be it me or monsters beyond your comprehension! I want to be there. I will be there.”

[...]

[His voice softens, even though it’s still laced with sadism]

“Shh, come now. What’s so bad about any of this?”

[...?]

[His smile fades and he glances away, unreadable]

“Did… Varis suffer when I killed him? He… made things easy on me, we shall say. But I did not hurt him.”

[...]

“Sweetling, you’re still a Queen… Isn’t that at least somewhat of a silver lining? You’re the Queen of Pirates, now! Much grander than being Queen of some backwoods little kingdom…”

[...]

[He sighs and gently pats your back as you weep]

“Poor thing, I can’t stand to see you cry. Tami, be a love and escort her to my private quarters, won’t you? Do not let her escape, even for an instant. I will come back to this kingdom and finish the job if I must, Highness… Be a good girl for me, won’t you?”

[...]

[He smiles, saccharine as you’re dragged off]

“Don’t worry, my sweet. I’ll join you in a bit and we’ll get you accustomed to your new life. And look up a chapel on the way to the Abyssian Belt. We’ll have a much nicer wedding after we’re done with the hunt, alright?”

[...]

[You look out on the ruins of your kingdom before you’re herded into the ship and into his quarters]

[SFX: Footsteps on metal, a metal door hissing open, then closed]

[...You suppose this is your life, now. All you can do at the moment is wait to see what the Dread Pirate has in store]

[To be continued]