(Y/N)'s POV:
I was supposed to be the next Queen of my kingdom. But, I hate being a royal. I can't do anything by myself for myself.
Granted, I wouldn't even know about such a lifestyle if it wasn't for that handsome scoundrel I caught stealing jewels from my dead mother's bedroom during a ball my father had hosted for me to meet my husband who shall stick by my side as King.
I mean, I did find my husband. Just not the type of man my father wanted for this kingdom.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I yelled as the man turned around and revealed his hook and his sword. "Not to worry, your majesty, I'm just taking a few items to help pay for a meaningless crewmate," He said as I smirked. "If he was meaningless then you wouldn't be stealing crown jewels from the dead Queen's chambers," I said as he smirked back, and ever since I first saw that smirk I have never been the same since.
"Are you a pirate?" I asked as nodded. "Aye, and the King is holding my first mate prisoner so I am going to buy him back," He said as I furrowed my eyebrows. "So, you are going to buy him with his dead wife's jewels?" I asked as he nodded.
"May I ask who you are?" He asked as I smiled. "You called me, Majesty I assumed you knew I was a royal," I said as he looked at me for just a split second before looking back at the jewelry. "These are your mother's?" He asked as I nodded.
"Yes, and I am not going to stop you from stealing them," I continued as he jerked his head towards me as I smiled. "Even better, I will help you steal them, then I will help you release your crewmate," I said as he nodded and then walked over to me slyly.
"What do you want in return? Because no dashing woman such as yourself would make that type of deal unless she was getting something else in return and I don't mean to burst your bubble but you aren't my type," He said as I smiled. "You aren't my type either and what I want I don't even think you could give me," I said as I walked closer to him so that we were inches away from each other's faces.
In a sort of stand-off way, we made direct eye contact as I slipped some jewels into his pockets and then I grabbed him by the hand and we walked out my mother's bedroom chamber doors and back down into the ballroom where we walked over to my father.
"Father! You are going to let-" "Smee," The pirate said as I nodded while looking at my father. "You are going to let Smee free and then let me and this man leave this kingdom. Rebecca, (my little sister) wants to Queen more than I ever have. She is smart, kind, and will make a generous Queen," I said as I smiled at my younger sister who was standing beside a suiter that had been eyeing her the whole evening as far as I could tell.
"What makes you say this all now?" My father asked as I smiled at the pirate. "I have had these thoughts for a while. It just took something to make me sort of come out of my shell," I said as my father nodded and then walked over to the pirate.
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Killian Jones Imagines
AventuraSome imagines of Captain Hook or Killian Jones. Some are dirty some are not. Some have smut others do not.