Captain Longneck
The ropes were tight around the prince’s wrists, rough and biting into his skin as he struggled against them. The pirate captain only watched, a faint smirk tugging at their lips. Salt wind whipped across the deck as the ship carved through the dark sea. The crew moved around them like shadows—laughing low, sharpening blades, hauling ropes while the sails snapped violently overhead. The prince, dressed far too finely for a pirate ship, sat against a weathered barrel trying to keep what little
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