[M] Curse me with your love

The ships where fully loaded and the crew was all set and done. Ready to make one of the longest sails in his life, Rhys’s eyes found a way trough the men while he was standing next to the captain. Screening every crew member in front of him if and when they would do their jobs right. If not. He wouldn’t be very gentle for them.

Rhys was, is the first mate of ship. Not just any ship, but one of the largest ships in the country.

The frigate was the backbone of the navial force, The ship is a well-rounded vessel that combines good speed and agility with impressive offensive and defensive capabilities. It is equipped with large cannons, mortars and barrels and is one of the best ships used for battles. Rhys once started on a gunboat, gunboats are often used as screening boats and mostly the men on board are destined to die in larger battles. Although Rhys had fought enough battles he was always on time to escape death.

Ships where often famous because of their places in battles and their names. This ship, -His ship- was called
The queen mary. The ship was covered with golden details, heavy armour and a large rammer. The sails where pure white and where covered with dark blue sigils.

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Once the men where settled on their posts and the captain where shaking it’s head towards Rhys to gave the order. Rhys made a step forward;
Hoist the sails you lazy scums or else we will never arrive in Valyria on time. Rhys voice was harsh, sharp and clear. With a blink of an eye the crew mates started climbing the rigging to free the sails and started sailing.

Once he had given the command the turned himself towards the rudder and started sailing.

Two days later...

Last nights storm has passed and the once so wild sea was not nothing more then a very quiet riverbend. Rhys left his cabin and walked upstairs to get some fresh air before the day would start. While walking trough the storeroom he felt the need for some fresh foods and grabbed the first fruit that his eyes captured. But then he stopped walking, and watched from the corner in his eyes the darkest spot in the storage. He held his breath for a second and could swear that he have heard some strange noises. Rhys turned around and started walking towards some larger barrels. Maybe a rat or so?

But then the coldness in his eyes made place for a irritated grin,You thought I wouldn’t notice any strangers on my ship.huh? Rhys bowed a little forward and grabbed the person by the collar, and pulled him back from the barrels. Then he loosened his grip around the collar and noticed it was a woman face that was been hiding. Do you think I am that stupid? I’ve been following you around for a few days right now miss. Did you actually thought I would let a woman stay on one of my ships? Rhys voice was irritated, cold. Haven’t you heard about the consequences if you sneak on a ship? If you would have been a men you would be useful. Maybe you are too dumb to believe in such story’s, but my men do. He sighed shortly, and looked at her.But.. maybe you are very usable as shark bait, my men have to eat and they won’t bother how they will get their food. His eyes where deep and dangerous settled on her, and the once blue colours made place for a gold glow around his iris. -Wild like a raging sea.- Unless you are going to tell me what your business on this ship is.

A cold breeze found it’s way trough the interstices of the boat, it was always colder down the deck. And it made him shiver for a second. "If you had been following me. Why did you allow me on your ship The woman asked him, breaking the silence forever. Rhys didn’t had to think about an answer for very long; Because I wanted to know what your purpose would be on this ship, and why you want to travel with us to Valyria. Rhys wasn’t the only one who knew about the girl on deck, he also informed his captain once he saw her sneaking in the store room. but the captain ordered him to let her stay and see what she would do. That is also why rhys always slept with a gun or a knife underneath his pillow, you would never knew what the night could bring you.

"Killing a woman on your ship is bad luck. Especially a whitch do you not know that?”
Maybe killing a woman is bad luck, but what about sacrifices for the sea god? Have you thought about that? Rhys pulled up one eyebrow and looked at her with a rather arrogance smile I think our sea god would be very glad to welcome a witch

Rhys wasn't very well know with witches and stuff like that, he knew they had to be burned to die, but he guessed that throwing her into the sea to feed the sharks was also a good change on killing her, if the captain wanted her dead.

When he abruptly woke up from his short daydream he saw she had opened the door to the deck and started walking outside. For a second he stood there with a surprised look on his face but it didn’t take long before he followed her towards the deck. He heard the few men that where working on deck whispering to each other but Rhys had to give them just one look and they continued their work. A little overwhelmed the men continued their working.

Stupid girl, it’s obviously that you have never seen a shark in your whole life, do you? A short sigh escaped from it’s mouth and he shaked his head while speaking these words in a sarcastic tone. It wouldn’t  matter, what would a spoiled daddy’s girl know about the seas? Because that was what she looked like, her hair was too shiny, too perfect for a street rat and to clean for a commoner and her skin was like porcelain, so untouched and unharmed. No, he wouldn’t believe it for a second if she would tell him that she came from the streets. Not. one. bit.

Well, since you are so intrigued by the sea and since you think you know it all, I will show you. Rhys turned his eyes to some buckets that where fully loaded with chopped fish, destined to be used for fishing. He grabbed one of the barrels which where rather heavy and threw the fish in the sea. Watching the blood spread as it sinks to the bottom.

It took only a few seconds until some darker shadows ’sailed’ next to the ship, three larger male sharks where now circling around the large ship. looking for the food that had just been thrown. Rhys would rather not talk about those beasts because of his fathers death, he would never forget the day that happend. And he would never see a shark so big, so aggressive and so bloodthirsty.

Now that she has seen what kind of creatures there would be on the open ocean he turned himself towards her; Well, Miss. What do you say about that? Does this answer your questions? Rhys grin turned into a rather dark smile while he was watching her.  She must have been a princess, or maybe a queen, or a duchess. suddenly a short thought came trough his mind, what if anyone else would find out that there is a high society woman on the ship? They would definitely chop of her fingers; for a second he grinned, that would be nice, it would silence her at least. Because Rhys had already enough of the girl and her wisecracking comments.

Rhys grabbed her arm turned her arm around so she was in front of him with her back turned towards him. He could almost smell it, after two days on this ship he already knew the smell of a high born, always covered with perfume and the nicest jewellery you can only dream of. Alright woman, if you keep quiet I probably can offer you a place on the ship She would probably spend her whole journey in the barracks, or cleaning the ship but at least she would ‘live’? But first, we are going to discuss this matter with the captain. Maybe he will like you as his little pet, since this journey is gonna take quite long. and a man has his needs... Rhys grinned shortly  while pushing her forward. Move along little dove, you don’t want to bother the men with your presence and the captain’s cabin is on the other side of the ship.

The breeze was still rather cold but it wouldn’t take long until the sun would set very high and it would be over 25 degrees. Rhys closed his eyes a little and turned his view for a second to the horizon. Nothing.. nothing more than the ocean. While walking he pushed her forward a little to hard so that she would easily slip over and fell to the ground. Rhys wouldn’t bother about that, womans are a curse on ships and now that he had found one between the barrels of the storage room the ship was destined to sink. or maybe worse, but what would be worse than a sinking ship…?

Once arrived at the captains cabin he opened the door and “threw” the girl on the ground, in front of the captain. Which was standing with his back towards them, his eyes towards the windows of the back of the ship. The captain which name was Edward Teague was a rather long man. with black hair, a black beard and a gruff demeanour, he has collected a lot of scars trough the years. He’s always very moody but Rhys never really bothered about that. He has been a good captain to him. Rhys turned around and locked the door so he would be sure she wouldn't just escape or vanish. Captain, He spoke shortly, making an end of the quietness in the room. I have found the little rat that sneaked on board the day we sailed out. What should we do with her?

Despite her utter beauty he did not like the way she treated him. It was as she thought she was way better then him, lay claim on him.  As if she could demand him and the captain. On land she might be a highborn, but on the sea everyone is the same, everyone only wants one thing and that is; survive the journey trough the other side of the ocean. And that is one thing, one code Rhys always was clear of. Dying was not an option but once you set sail a ship is a treacherous place to be it is always stormy and unpredictable. One moment the sea can be like a mirror, calm gentle and very clean. But that could vanish like smoke into thin air. The weather at sea can easily change into storms that goes beyond your imagination.

In one move he grabbed it’s pistols and pointed the guns on her. Choose your words wisely because you're the one in the bad position Rhys voice turned from some kind of friendly to a deeper and darker growl. His blue eyes showed their golden edges again.  He turned himself to the captain the guns still pointed on her.Captn. What do you want me to do with her? It wasn’t spoke out like a question, and he did not bring it as one. It was more like an command towards the captain. He wouldn’t bother if she would get killed, they could throw her into the sea and see what the sea god would do with her body, or he could easily shoot her. That would make things easier since Rhys irritated himself; with her perfect skin and vicious words. He was waisting his time and he had enough work to do today so he wanted this to end now.

I trust that your crew is honest and would never hurt a damsel in distress she spoke to the man in front of her. Before the captain could answer that Rhys had already thought out one he stepped closer towards her lowered the gun and started slowly walking around her until he was in front of the dark haired beauty; Let me teach you one thing miss, we do not care about statuses on this ship, or any ship. You may be the princes of whatever you came from but on this ship the captain is the ruler. And there is nothing that your father the king can do about that. His voice was sharp, harsh and after he finished his words he showed a sinister smile. Little dove, You should have been honest with us, we are no pirates. And we have enough gold to buy our fortunes He had in fact everything he needed. Of course wealth would be very welcome, but how did he had to manage all the money while he was almost everyday on a ship.

The captain hadn't spoked a word until he turned himself around, with his hands behind his back he now made a few steps towards them, his eyes where dark and tainted. He lay a hand on Rhys it's shoulder and made sure he stepped aside. The captain got closer to her untill he was only a few inchess away from her face. You have a debt to pay miss for being here on my ship, My men are hard workers and sometimes they have their own 'needs' if you know what I mean. So.. I will give you to my men. and once we set foot on land you'll be gone.  he gasped shortly while pulling away his head. Rhys, take her upstairs to the docks where she can earn her freedom. The captain laughed harsh, with a surly undertone.

On deck Rhys could hear the men shouting at each other to loosen the sails because the weather was already changing. He heard the creaking beams of the ship, and the waves hitting harder against the wall. and smiled shortly while grabbing her harsh by her arm again pulling her away upstairs.

Rhys pushed her forward and as soon as they entered the deck the woman turned herself around, pointing her haunting eyes at him. But before she could do anything he pushed her roughly away. Avoiding those eyes who now looked like a rough sea that you could easily drown in. "You think you are the smart woman here, right?" That you can turn everyone towards you with your pretty body and haunting words. Rhys could feel the ship moving beneath them, the waves became higher and some of them now even got so high that they pushed themselves over the borders of the ship.

For one second he turned away his gaze the golden sparks flickering in his eyes, turned darker and more dangerous. Well I have news for you miss whatever your name is. I am not enchanted by your presence, and I never will. You may threaten me with any words you'd like but I don't care about it, you may scare me, haunt me in my dreams, laugh about my comments or think that you are undestroyable but I will let the world know what kind of creature you are. And you may act like you are some kind of goddes bur you are not. On this ship everyone is the same, and if the sea wants to destroy you it definitely will. And there is nothing you can do about that. And if it wasn't for me I would already have feed you to the sharks.[/b] It hurted him badly that she had spoked about his father, speaking of him like she could really get him back to life. His body has already been taken by the sea, and they never found it back. So how would that be possible? Maybe.. after all she is still a witch.

Rhys thought about the day of his fathers death, the day his whole world was ripped apart when he lost another parent.That day white flames and burning flags where set on the horizon. masts broke, sails came down, people where screaming and running al over the place, but his father was not there to save him, this time. Rhys knew he had to survive, not just for himself but also to make sure his father did not die for nothing. -Never forget; keep your eyes on the horizon- his father told him, Always. because it might be the difference between life or death.

There was always the feeling of loss and despair with these thoughts about the day his father died. Feelings which he hadn’t been able to really give a place. His fathers loss was one of the most terrifying and sad moments in his life. For the first time ever he had to do it all by himself, had to live like nothing has happend and move on. Or else, he wouldn’t make it in this world. A faint smile lingered on his lips, thinking about the dark haired man made him both grief and happy at the same time.

The ocean was getting deadly, powerful, and incredibly unpredictable. And therefore the storm inside Rhys his mind also grew. It was about to prove it once again as the world above grew darker and darker. The storm was getting rather close now. The water grew choppy, the waves crashed upon the surface harder and harder as the sea grew more restless. The men where preparing the ships but as fast as those dark clouds came they could also disappear in a minute so Rhys hasn’t been very careful yet. As long as he didn’t see any tornados on the water surface it would be alright.

Well miss, since you are our honoured guest and the men are getting frustrated by your presence, I’ll take you to the rooms where you can stay for a while until the storm passes, and if this ship sinks at least you can get a nice and slow death down there. Rhys ordered the men to stand down and inform him if there are any problems on deck or if the storm is getting heavier.

He grabbed the woman her arm again and this time tighter then the first time, and dragged her downstairs deck. Once he had closed the doors he escorted her to the room opened a door and pushed her inside. For a few seconds he looked into her eyes, they had definitely been haunting him the whole time she was in his presence, he could not deny that they where one of the most beautiful things he had seen in this world. But still, sneaking and hiding especially for a woman was not allowed on this ship and there fore she had to face her punishment. If they could already give her one, since Rhys would not be surprised if she could leave her room in one blink of an eye.

He does not knew what she was capable of, and if all of her words where true, but what he knew was that he definitely felt sparks inside of him that he had never felt before. It was like every vein, every muscle has collapsed. like his soul has been ripped apart, for a second his breath choked and if he did not leave right now he would never. Rhys loosened the grip on her and stroke his hand softly until he found her hand, grabbed it shortly and looked her in the eyes. I wish there would be a way to trust you his throat was dry, so dry that he almost swallowed the words inside him and she would never hear it, but he did speak them, clear enough for her to hear. he loosened the grip on her hand, and turned around. leaving the room he closed the door but did not lock it. What was happening to him?

After taking the lady downstairs she eventually started talking again, asking him questions about his life and if he was also from Valyria yes or no.Rhys decided to be rather polite then moody and so he answered her question. We both live in Rhoynar. he answered sharp. I actually grew up there with my father Rhys did not want to go into full details about his “family status”. The lady did not need to know that his mother was a whore who slept with almost the entire city and his sister went away on her 16th birthdaywith some pirate captain. Little she would care about him and his family it was none of her concern. It has made him harder, stronger and also a little colder.

I think the sea would win my dear, The sea had abilities that even your pretty face can’t win from. he nodded with a flirty face -xD- while dragging his hand around her waist while still holding her arm. ''Trust me. I'm not to be trusted today.’’Trust is your most loyal companion on this ship my lady. Once you lose that you are cursed.. but.. I think you already are. Once he had pushed her into the room he pointed his golden eyes on her for a second and closed the door.

The lady in the room was not his biggest concern right now. The ship started moving more roughly and the waves grew larger and larger. The sky turned darker and strokes of lighting where seen in the distance, Rhys needed to hold onto the bars on the side of the ship once it sailed trough a deep wave. he could barely hold his balance while running upstairs.

Once he came upstairs he saw the men running on deck and waves crashing trough the side of the ship…  Later that night the storm faded away and there was nothing more then a soft breeze rushing trough Rhys his hair.

It was early in the morning and the sun has not set already, so he decided to take a small nap before the day would started. ‘Luckily’ for him in all the hurry he had locked the woman away in his own room so he decided to check up on her and then he would finally be able to get some sleep. Rhys told the men to call him when there where any problems on deck.

He walked his way below deck and had to let his eyes getting used to the darker area, There where a few candles in the room that where still on.

The hall was not quite narrow and the few candles that hung on the wall where flickering against the shadows of the early morning. It would not take a lot of time once the sun would rise so he would be able to take a small nap. And after a stormy night he would be glad when his body would touch the bed. It was not a very comfortable bed but it was better then the beds the crew had to sleep on, and he has his own room. Which could be in his disadvantage right now…

Rhys entered the darker room and saw a shadow almost floating trough the room. His eyes where not yet focussed on the light so before he knew he felt something “hanging” around his shoulders. And something sharp stung into the flesh of his neck. He gasped shortly and tried not to let his rage take over his body but how could he not? He was fucking threatened with a knife.

Immediately he grabbed around himself but couldn’t get ‘hold’ on it. so instead of grabbing behind him he grabbed the woman’s arms and tried to loosen them but instead of loosening they only seemed to suffocating him even more.

Once he heard the woman’s voice calling his name and after that some words of a song that he would never forget his arms loosened and he lost grip of her arms. He was in trance.. haunted by these words that sounded so lovely, so caring.. but. “He knew the song, the words.. he recognised them. The men where often singing about the underwater world, the tales they told where true it must have beent true.” But how?! Rhys thought about the tales of the mermaids his father once told him, he would never believed him then but right now, he was true. He was so true about everything.

For a moment he couldn’t bear to say anything, think about anything or even breathe. His mind has just exploded of what he just heard and the storm inside of him only awakened more by her words. For a second he was just staring at the floor, or at least what he could see of it trough all the shadows. Has he heard this song before? And them he knew it. Rhys eyes turned darker almost black.. This song He spoke or what looked like speaking with a knife pushed against your throat and with a little irritated undertone he tried to say some words. I heard this song before.. for a moment he thought about how to get out of this situation and how to give this witch what she deserved.. she had played enough tricks with his mind.

I heard this song, the day my father died. The day he got burned in flames, a few moments before it happend there where these voices all around the ship. calling the crew, the captain.. my father The last words he spoke with a deep and dark voice, the storm inside his mind has made place for a tornado and before he knew he grabbed the arms of the woman again and pushed them away from his throat. He could finally breath normally again and pushed the woman away from him, with his back against the door.

Did you really thought I would get myself killed by some kind of woman! I still don’t understand a thing about what you are doing here, but alive or not you are going to leave this ship now The once so soft voice has changed and made place to something deeper, and even more irritated. For a second his mind seemed to calm down, but before it could he started thinking again about his fathers death. The day it happend. He was so small he could only see a few details vague and dark shades but the song has made something clear in his brain, very clear. You and your bloody witches has poisoned my fathers brain and all the other crew members and made them do this!

He didn’t knew she was also there the day he died, but he just couldn’t care about that right now. All he knew was that she and her folk had poisoned them made them burn the place down and he could not forgive anyone for that.

It was like a storm of dust that raged trough his mind, and trying to take him over. Everything went blank when he finally realised where he had known the words from and everything seemed so clear this time. After a few seconds he turned to himself again, or at least what looked like himself, The deep dark eyes turned shallow and gold again, and he got his vision back. Did this truly happend just now? Was her seriously attacked by some kind of witch who spoke some strange words of a song in his ear? Or did he dreamed the whole thing because his sleep was taking over not too long before this happend. He would die right now for a bed because his head felt like it could explode in a second. Heavy, sharp stings went trough it and for a moment he closed his eyes and breathe heavily. This day could not get any worse Rhys.

While he opened his eyes and looked to the woman who had just attacked him he could only see flames and death on her.. Burning everything down within seconds, screaming men and his dad.'I have nothing to do with the death of your father. Look at me. I'm younger than you are.'' she spoke soft to him. His face was blank and he didn’t even care he had just thrown her against the wall. she, no they deserved it. They deserved to be punished for what he did to him what he did to everyone on that ship. With all the strength he had he started talking again but his throat was so dry that he could barely speak. I… Your species or whatever you are need to leave this boat. Right.Now. The last words he spoke where sharp, hard and while speaking them his eyes turned darker again and the expression on his face turned darker and angrier within seconds. Women where a curse on ships.. and that was true.

Her desperate words that she only heard the song once went right trough Rhys. But when she started talking about how HE bewitched her he grinned shortly. You are not only a witch but also a very good liar. You can’t talk yourself out of this, not anymore.

Honest? Do you even know what that is?

Rhys walked towards her grabbing her roughly by her arm again making the space between them even more close like he did before this happend. He could feel her breath on his skin and could smell her scent. I hoped we didn’t need to play this game again but you let me no choice. He had to know the truth. Well then miss, if you are so honest as you said. Then tell me. What is your name and why are you on my ship. And don’t try to fool me, I demand you to be honest like you said you are.

'I just wish you Could be honest with me like I am with you.'' Rhys could not bear hearing her speak like this, was he going crazy or what? Was she playing tricks with his mind.. apparently she was. because she was twisting all of his words around and made him look like the fool. I have never been not honest with you,He answered sharp. I don’t know where this came from but you are the one who sneaks around on my ship and tried to slit my throat. How honest will you call that missie? There where times when he just couldn’t care about women at all, they where just objects to play around with for one night and them dump them like trash, and how could he even have a relationship with someone when he was always on the sea? Women where not allowed on ships and clearly he don’t have the time to have one of his own. Until she came into his life.. or actually on his boat.