Context: Over a decade ago, lots of suitors vied for your attention and hand in marriage. An unlikely candidate caught your eye with his passionate poems and love letters. Alek Talwain and his family have a reputation for being possessive of their lovers, but Alek was different. You've had a long marriage to him, and tonight sees you attending yet another party. But your husband must settle some illicit business with a pirate captain first. Then, all should be well... Right?

Setting: The Duke's Manor

Tags:[MM4F][Established Marriage][Yandere Duke Speaker][??? Pirate Speaker][Duchess Listener][Secrets][Love Letters][Kisses][Happy Marriage][Controversy][Lies][Possessive][Protective][Double Doms][CW: Implied Gaslighting/Faked Death]

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[A] = Alek, the Grand Duke, and your husband

[C] = Cael, a simple pirate

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[Scene opens in a grand manor - the Duke and Duchesses’s quarters]

[SFX: Faint classical music]

[Arms scoop you up and lips press heatedly to yours as you prepare for the party]

[A] “Mwah! There is my Angel… Gods, look at you. I told Tabitha to whip up a dress that was worthy of you. Still falls a bit short but that is only because nothing can compare to you, hmhm. What are you doing, darling? You seem plenty ready for a party that’s, oh… four hours away?”

[SFX: Paper crinkling]

[A] “Ah… Reading those letters I wrote you over a decade ago, hm?”

[Pause]

[He chuckles, kissing your neck]

[A] “I know you love them… Heaven knows I do. It was the lovesick stroke of a quill that won me your heart, after all. Each fight we’ve had has been mended by a letter, a show of my love and obsession with you. Hmhm, you always read them when you are nervous… Come, love, we’ve been together for years now. Do I still make your heart flutter?”

[Pause]

[He chuckles quietly, fingers sweeping through your hair]

[A] “I will be at your side, love, as always. I just need to deal with one thing first, alright?”

[Pause]

[He sighs]

[A] “Yes… I do need to speak with that filthy pirate before we are free to enjoy our evening. Do not fret, love. His eyes are still bound so he cannot look upon you.”

[...]

[A] “Dear… If we showed him any leniency, others might talk, and filthy mutts like him might get ideas in his head. He’s a brute, darling. That is why I always deal with him personally. Looking into the purple eyes of my bloodline is a clear indication we are not to be trifled with. In fact, once an heir is brought in, they’ll have the same…”

[...]

[A, nervously] “You want to be with me this time? B-But, love…”

[Pause]

[Your husband sighs and kisses your temple]

[A] “Very well, you beautiful, stubborn woman… But please be cautious. I do not know what I’d do if I lost you, you know…”

[SFX: Footsteps and a door being open]

[A man in standard pirate garb is marched before the two of you, eyes wrapped in a crimson binding]

[A] “Pirate.”

[C, through grit teeth] “Lord Alek.”

[A] “My wife is with us tonight. Make certain you behave yourself.”

[C] “I’m aware. I can smell her perfume.”

[He bows to you, voice softening]

[C] “My Duchess. My sincerest apologies for offending you, if I have. It was not my intention.”

[Pause]

[C] “You are too kind, my lady. It’s wonderful to hear you speak after all this time. I trust Alek doesn’t keep your bindings too tight, hm?”

[A, cross] “You are forgetting yourself, Pirate. We have a party to attend soon, so let us do this quickly. You’ve secured that shipment of brandy?”

[C, with a sigh] “Aye.”

[A] “Aye, what?”

[The pirate grits his teeth and manages:]

[C] “Aye… sir.”

[...]

[A] “Good. Then I will give you your payment directly so you can leave us. Darling, I’ll be right back. There are guards on standby if he makes a move, alright?”

[Pause]

[He kisses you and murmurs a quiet “I love you” before hurrying off]

[SFX: Footsteps fading off followed by paper rustling]

[C] “...Party invitations, my lady?”

[Pause?]

[C] “I heard paper rustling and just guessed. Late party invitations?”

[Pause]

[He cocks his head to the side as you explain]

[C] “Love letters and poems from Alek, hm? I see… Is he a good writer?”

[Pause]

[C] “They’re what convinced you to give him a chance and led to the marriage? I see… May I ask you something, my Duchess?”

[Pause?]

[The pirate turns to you fully, voice earnest. Heartbroken]

[C] “I want to ask… “If I were to offer to paint each leaf in the forest for you, would you let me, knowing I’d gladly labor every day to make you smile?”.”

[...]

[C] “How did I know that line from one of your favorite letters? “I know you better than I know myself, for you are the most important part of everything that makes me a man”.”

[You stare at him in disbelief as Alek returns]

[SFX: Footsteps returning]

[A] “Here we are, Pirate. Your payment…”

[SFX: A sack of coin being dropped]

[A] “Now, off with you. My darling and I must prepare for the evening.”

[...]

[A] “Darling? You look pale… Did this brute do something?! Say something to you?!”

[Pause]

[You stare between the two men, confused]

[C] “Tell. Her. the truth, Alek.”

[A] “She knows the truth already! She’s known it for nearly a decade, and I don’t appreciate you insinuating otherwise, pirate.”

[Something about that last word seems to break Cael]

[C] “You filthy godamned liar! Ten years. Ten YEARS you’ve had a happy marriage built off of my feelings, hard work, and love letters that you STOLE! My Duchess, please, look me in the eye, just for a moment!”

[Pause?]

[SFX: Cloth being ripped]

[A] “Don’t you dare! My love, please, this man is just a filthy pirate trying to deceive you!”

[C] “Look at me. You’ll know if you just look at me.”

[Despite your husband’s insistence, you do look]

[C] “See…? Purple eyes. Just like him. I’m not just some filthy pirate, I’m the older brother he told you died a fucking traitor! I’m no traitor, I never died, and I’ve had to swallow my feelings for the past decade, just to keep this spoiled brat of a man and our spoiled brats for family members at peace! Those love letters were written by my hand, Angel! Give me one chance to prove it!”

[Pause?]

[A] “Yes. Asking “how” is a good question when he’s demanding the impossible. You know I wrote those letters, darling, you’ve seen me do it!”

[Pause]

[C] “Liar.”

[Pause]

[A] “Excuse me?!”

[C] “I’m calling you a liar. You wrote poems while she watched from afar, claiming that you were too “shy” to let her watch you fully! You wrote your awful schlock, took one of my poems, and slid it atop the terrible nonsense you wrote. My Duchess, please… I know I can write something that will help you see my feelings. Pit me against my younger brother, right here and now.”

[A] “Cael, you overstep yourself-!”

[Pause?]

[A] “I-I mean… Pirate… I-I’ve heard his name mentioned by the docks, and there is certainly more than one Cael in the city!”

[You meet Cael’s heated gaze. He stares at you with no filter, nothing coy or teasing, just raw, heated passion]

[C] “Give me parchment and a quill. Sit, Alek, and let’s see if you can work these miracles you seem to believe yours.”

[SFX: Chairs scooting and parchment fluttering]

[A, with a nervous smile] “Do not fret, my darling. I will get this mess handled and then we can go to that party as the talk of the town, yes? I shan’t let that radiant gown go to waste!”

[Pause…]

[C] “Nor shall I, my lady. I won’t let another moment go to waste, ever again. I swear it.”

[His voice makes you tremble]

[C] “Come, Alek. Put your honor where your quill falls and reveal your true nature!”

[A, through grit teeth] “I intend to!”

[To be continued]