The Legacy of the Uncharted

~ Chapter 54 ~ Mordeclai Plan

In  one  of the cabin Alexandria sat bound to a wooden chair, her wrists raw from the ropes and her eyes fixed on Mordeclai, who lounged against the edge of a desk. The flickering lantern light cast eerie shadows on his face, making his grin look even more twisted.

Suddenly, Mordeclai pushed himself off the desk and slowly approached her, his boots thudding against the creaking floor. To Alexandria's surprise, he bent down onto one knee, leveling his gaze with hers.

"Comfortable, are we, Captain Alexandria?" he drawled, his tone mocking but strangely calm.

Alexandria met his eyes without flinching. "What do you want from me, Mordeclai? You've gone through an awful lot of trouble for this."

His grin widened, sharp as a blade. "Ah, what do I want? An excellent question. You see, most pirates fight for gold, rum, or petty squabbles over who controls which island. But not me. No, my ambitions... they're far greater."

He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I want the seas themselves, every wave and every current bending to my will. I want every ship, every port, every sailor, to bow before me as the true ruler of the oceans."

Alexandria arched a brow, unimpressed. "So, world domination? Very original."

Mordeclai chuckled, standing and pacing the room. "You misunderstand me, my dear. I don't just want power. I want immortality. A legacy that spans beyond time itself. And you..." He turned back to her, pointing a finger. "You're the key to it all."

Alexandria's heart skipped a beat, though she refused to show fear. "Me? What could I possibly have to do with your delusions of grandeur?"

Mordeclai's expression darkened, his grin fading into something far more sinister. "Oh, don't play coy with me. The medallion you carry, the one tied to your precious journal—don't think I don't know its significance."

Alexandria's breath hitched, but she kept her composure.

"I've spent years chasing the Heart of the Ocean," Mordeclai continued. "And while I've come close, it seems the sea itself has chosen you as its darling. You're the only one who can awaken its true power."

"And you think I'll help you?" Alexandria shot back. "You're mad if you believe I'd hand over something so dangerous to someone like you."

Mordeclai laughed, his head thrown back. "Oh, my dear Alexandria, I don't need your permission. You'll help me, whether you like it or not."

He knelt before her again, his voice taking on an unnerving softness. "But let's not forget, I'm a fair man. Imagine this: the seas bowing to us, side by side. You, my queen, ruling with me. Together, we'd be unstoppable."

Alexandria's eyes narrowed. "You want me to be your queen? You really are insane."

Mordeclai smirked, unbothered by her rejection. "Think about it. The power to reshape the world, to control the seas and everyone who sails them. Doesn't that tempt you, even a little?"

Alexandria leaned forward as far as her restraints would allow, her voice icy. "I'd rather die than stand beside a man like you."

Mordeclai's grin faltered for a moment, but then he straightened, his expression turning cold. "We'll see about that. You have a strong spirit, Captain Alexandria. But everyone has a breaking point. I look forward to finding yours."