~~~~narrator pov~~~~
Savage, Grey, Graham, and Churchill all listened closely to the door for anything, any kind of noise to come from the other side. But not much could be heard through thick wooden doors. Meanwhile, on the other side of the doors, the tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
Both Elizabeth and Charles radiant an energy of hatred with the intent of killing one another. Elizabeth ran at him at full speed with her sword in hand, ready to strike. Charles held his sword up, ready to strike as well, but when Elizabeth got close, she fell to her knees and slid under his sword. Now behind him, she went to strike him, only missing him by a hair when he jumped out of the way. They swung at each other, blocking each attack every time. Charles went for a low swing, but Elizabeth jumped back away from him.
Charles raised his sword and charged at Elizabeth again. It wasn't until he was 4 feet away from her that Elizabeth raised her sword and blocked his first strike almost effortlessly. Elizabeth took steps back as she continued to block every attack Charles threw at her. It wasn't until the back of her feet hit the steps to the thrown that she started to fight back. Elizabeth blocked his last attack before kicking Charles in his stomach to create some space between them. Elizabeth decided to go an attack this time. She ran to Charles and swung for his neck, then turned to go for his side, but both were blocked. She turned one more time and tried to go low, but he blocked it as well. Elizabeth and Charles continued to swing and block each other's attacks. Charles tried to swing for Elizabeth's neck, but she blocked his attack, Charles took the moment to push Elizabeth against a stone pillar in the room.
"At least those pirates taught you something other than how to be a wh- Argh." Before Charles could finish his sentence, Elizabeth stabbed him in the side with a dagger that was in her thigh holster.
"You talk too much." Elizabeth pushed Charles away from her and continued her attacks this time with her sword in one hand and a dagger in the other. Stabbing him in the side was an advantage for Elizabeth as his movements were a little slowed. But Elizabeth was not letting up on her assault. If anything, it only pushed her to go twice as hard. Charles tried to swing at her, but Elizabeth dropped to her knee and stabbed her sword into Charles's stomach. She turned her sword before pulling it out and standing as Charles fell to the floor, coughing up blood. Elizabeth stood over Charles and watched as he bled out.
"Say something," he coughed. "I know you want to."
'Why give you the satisfaction,' she thought
"I'm sorry... I know I've been... a horrible father....and I'm sorry... Elizabeth " he coughed and reached his hand out for mine
"Please forgive me,""You're only apologizing because you know you're going to hell." Elizabeth bent down in his face.
"Burn"
Elizabeth grabbed her sword and held it with her blade right over the center of his neck. She looked him in his eyes one last time before plugging her sword deep into his throat.
From the other side of the doors, the men still watched, waiting for Elizabeth to open the doors.
"Excuse me?!" They all turned around to be met with a woman in a floor-length dress, brown skin, and long black hair."Who the hell are you, people? "
"Nice you meet you ma'am. You must be Elizabeth's other sister, " savage stepped up to say. This made Margaret smile a bit
"I am her mother - is Elizabeth here!? You must be those pirates. You have five minutes to leave before I call my royal guards, " she exclaimed
"You mean those royal guards," Grey said, pointing down another hallway to a pile of dead guards. Margaret held her hand against her chest.
"Please just take whatever you want. All the money is in the basement." she panicked a bit

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High Seas
Ficción histórica1723 he lifts my dress and can't help but grab both sides of my ass with his big strong hands. internally groaning at the sight. I was begging for him to mark me and make me his. he pulls my panties down and fall to my ankles. my dripping heat is on...