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Crowns and Swords

Pirate x Princess Reader

Female Audience

“WAKE UP!!” You open your eyes, it’s your maid. For every day since forever it’s been the same routine. You wake up to the same horrible screeching voice every gosh darn morning. This morning was particularly bright and taunting for what was to come…your coronation. YOUR CORONATION!!! Good gosh you almost forgot that it was today. You rolled over, not yet wanting to start your day. Your maid pulled the covers off you as you writhed around on your bed. “It’s time to get up your Highness”, she said as she quickly scurried around your room pulling dresses and shoes and accessories for you to try on. You reluctantly got out of bed and made your way to the bathroom. “Oh by the way, your Highness, you received a letter.” You rushed out of the bathroom and snatched the letter from her hand. “Leave me.” you ordered, and the maid bowed and left. You tore the letter open and your heart was full of joy when you realized it was from Jacques. Jacques always had amazing stories to tell. This time he was writing to you about a war with the Dread Pirate Lord Carey. The Lord was losing to Jacques and his men but they weren’t out of the woods yet. However his letters weren’t just fun stories, they were messages updating you on the war that was across the sea.

You had met Jacques a few years ago on an undercover trip to the village. You had put on a disguise and managed to sneak out of the castle for a few hours. He was tall and handsome with perfectly tan skin and shoulder length wavy brown hair. His eyes were the color of honey. He was gorgeous and his beauty is what made him stand out from the village backdrop. He was perfectly beautiful except there was one problem. He was a pirate, plainly obvious as he was adorned with a hat, a beautiful green coat with gold fasteners, a peasant top in the signature design for a man of the sea, simple black pants and boots, but perhaps most obvious of all was a shiny gun and a silver sword with a gold handle that rested on a belt around his waist.

He had immediately caught your attention but not only because of his beauty, but because of his spirit. He was helping a little girl who had fallen and scraped up her knee. He was binding it with such care and attention. After he had finished, she jumped up and hugged him around his leg. After she ran off, he noticed you watching from a few feet away. Your eyes met and he walked over to you. He held out his hand to you, “Hello, m’lady” he kissed the top of it. A light blush crept across your face. He couldn’t possibly know who you were, you’d never seen him before. You had met plenty of suitors, but he was different. A little rough around the edges, but your heart fluttered all the same. To your relief he didn’t know who you were, or if he did, he was good enough not to say so. “I’m Captain Jacques.” Your heart flipped. Captain. Was this man dangerous? He couldn’t be. “I Captain a Ship called The Lost Maiden.” At this point he had fully revealed his character to you. You should have run away, to forget him, but you couldn’t. You just stood there, in absolute shock. “What do they call you, miss?” You snapped back into reality. “Never mind what they call me, I work at the palace as a maid to the princess.” Your eyes fell as you realize that you could’ve just put your and your family in great danger. “I’m sorry, I must go. The princess needs me.” You turned and rushed back to the castle. It took several months of letters between you and the Captain for you to finally reveal your true nature as the princess, and months after he confessed that he hadn’t stopped thinking of you since the day you met, and you conveyed that you felt the same way. Just one problem however, you were betrothed to Prince Dominic, and he knew it. Which is what made some of his letters quite sad.

At the bottom of this letter he wrote, I made port yesterday. I hope to see you, my princess, before you must marry Prince Dominic, I love you. Your heart was sad at the thought of never seeing your Pirate lover ever again.

You rushed out of the castle and ran as fast as you could down to the tiny inn by the docks. When you arrived you opened the door and slipped inside. When you made your way to where all the men were sitting and playing a game similar to poker, you stopped. Without caring who heard or saw you, you lowered your hood and called out “Jacques!” After a minute, a man who had been sitting in a dark corner with a drink stood up, his eyes finding yours. As he came into the light your heart skipped several beats as the man you met a year ago, approaching you, looked even more handsome than you remembered him to be. He had on his coat, which glowed emerald in the light. You rushed towards him and fell into his embrace. “My Princess,” he whispered in your ear. All of a sudden you were struck with a brilliant idea. “Come to my coronation. Please. But before you do, prepare your ship and your men for immediate departure.” He looked confused but nodded his head. “It shall be done, Princess.” You kissed him on the cheek and left.

Three hours later you were standing on the altar in a beautiful dress that you could barely breathe in. You were scared, but you had already made up your mind. You could barely make out what the bishop was saying because all your thoughts were swimming around your head. You looked over the crowd, remembering that the Captain had promised to be there. You found him in the crowd. He had a concerned look on his face. “Stop!” you said. The room got so quiet you could hear a pin drop. You took a deep breath, though it was very difficult to do in your dress. “I can’t, I’m sorry. I can’t be your queen. And Dominic, I’m sorry. I can’t marry you. I won’t marry you. I don’t love you.” You dropped the robe off your shoulders and ran through the crowd. When you were near enough to your true love you said loud enough for everyone to hear “Jacques!” Gasps arose from the crowd as the Pirate Captain, fully adorned with his pirate garb, rose from the crowd and flung his beautiful jacket over your shoulders. “Let’s go.” He said, as he signaled another man in the crowd to follow. You fled to the port, knowing and trusting Jacques and his partner to keep you safe. You made it to the ship and boarded with your Captain. He spoke, “Men, set sail for the Horizon!” You sighed in relief as you looked up into his eyes. “You saved me. Well kinda… it was my idea after all.” He let out a laugh so beautiful it made you melt. You watched the castle grow smaller as your lover wrapped his arm around you. “Fynn.” At that moment a man rushed out and presented you with a box. “It should be your size my love, I just hope it’s the right color.” You looked at Jacques, surprised. so he had figured out your plan from the start. Good for him. You found an empty room and closed the door behind you, then quickly changed into the beautiful outfit. It was a white peasant top, black pants, and a beautiful waist sash in exactly your favorite color. You went back out with your dress balled up in your hands. Without saying a word, you walked over to the side and threw it overboard. It slowly sank under the waves, and you were not sad to see it gone. You walked back and the whole crew was cheering. Jacques presented you with a sword and welcomed you to his crew. Jacques pulled you into a kiss, and the whole crew whooped and clapped for their Captain. As you sailed further and further away from your home, you realized you were already there. You were free, free to love Jacques and free to be who you wanted to be. That night on the ship was the most magical night of your life. There was a fire going and everyone was either drinking, dancing, singing, or doing all three at once.

As you and the crew watched the sun rise the next morning you knew that this is exactly where you wanted to be. And from that day on you sailed the seven seas with the man you had only ever been allowed to dream about. But now your dream was a reality, and you couldn’t be happier.

Art by a good friend of mine