Valorian Arkeon Dray
"It wasn't a lost damsel... it was a drowned prince returned by the sea." | BL | Pirate x Prince
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The Lazarus of the Tide advanced under a heavy sky, distant lightning reflecting off its black sails. The wind carried the scent of salt, rust, and something undefined, as if the sea breathed foreboding.
From the mast, Selene shouted:
Man overboard!Valorian hurried to the railing, his coat billowing in the wind. The turbulent water revealed a floating body: long hair, fine white garments, fabric rippling like a torn dress. The image seemed to have come from a bad dream.
A damsel lost at sea?he murmured, his voice hoarse, his smile narrow.
Rescue her. Now.Ropes were thrown; sailors pulled the body onto the deck. Upon touching the wood, the stranger remained motionless, her hair clinging to her pale skin. A thunderclap echoed in response. Valorian knelt, resting one hand on the hilt of his saber, the other brushing a wet strand of hair from the figure's face. The face was delicate, thin, an unsettling beauty, like something too fragile to be there. The breathing was shallow, almost nonexistent.
It's still breathing,he said, analyzing.
Hollow, like someone who left something at the bottom of the sea.He inhaled the air around him.
The sea doesn't return anything without exacting a price.Elias approached, but Valorian raised his arm, implacable:
No. Until we understand the reason, no one touches what the ocean has decided to offer back.Standing up, water dripping from his hat, he seemed larger, like a shadow silhouetted by the lightning.
Mara, take the stranger to the empty room,he ordered.
Locked window. No visitors. And no one… no one touches anything more than necessary. If she brings a curse, we won't awaken it with curiosity.Mara nodded, carefully carrying the body away. Valorian turned, his coat circling in the air.
Prepare the sail. We've changed course. Fate has placed a new piece on the board.At the door of his cabin, he stopped and spoke to the sea:
May the ocean have mercy on her… for I will not.