At that night I felt warm rushing through my body. Not anything else, just his warmth , the warmth that he was giving me. The next three days went smoothly, not arguing. Just talking like normal people would do. Maybe he doesn't want to push me, at that period. Or maybe he is just too nice. Or maybe he is nice to me so he will have more chances when all of this is over to slip in my pants. Agh! Why does he want that? I was thinking as I had woken up a few minutes ago. He wasn't at his side, he had gone to do his captain's duty.
It's deadly silent. I don't like it. I thought. I woke up by a dream, feeling it so real, like it was actually a battle that was happening outside. All the voices, the screams, the gunshots, the clash of swords and men's dying voices. I was thinking about it for a little while. The sun had just got up and I could see it from the window. Nothing out of it's order, only it was deadly silent until footsteps could be heard and some shouting.
The man's voice wasn't someone's from the ship. At my one month here I have met many people and could recognize their voices. But not this man's. It was also sounded like he wasn't speaking English.
As footsteps could be heard more clearly and closer, I took my sword, put it on my belt and hid it within the skirt I was still wearing. My boot knife at it's place and one gun at my back, restrained by the belt. Then I heard a knock on the door and someone's voice. "Hay alguien aquí? (Is someone in here?)" Someone asked in Spanish.
Spanish? What are they doing here? I have to act quickly! I thought and let a scream. I got at the corner of the bed, my knees as closer to my body as they could.
"Una mujer? Aquí? (A woman? Here?)" I heard him saying and then a loud bang was heard, followed by another. I was screaming and making some crocodile tears. Then with one more loud bang the door opened revealing a man, at my height, with a Spanish Navy Captain uniform. Fuck! They will recognize me.
"Estás bien? Cuál es tu nombre? (Are you alright? What is your name?)" He said and lend me a hand to get up. "Cuál es tu nombre? Mi nombre es Capitán Ronald Silva en la Armada española. (What is your name? My name is Captain Ronald Silva, at the Spanish Navy)" He said motioning himself as he was telling his name. Pretty name for a man like you. I thought as I could understand everything he said and would say.
"Nombre? Name?" I asked faking a sniffle.
"Sí! Nombre. Name." Ronald nodded and smiled.
"My name, nombre is Victoria Williams." I said using a fake name. He jut continued to smile and guided me outside the door. When I walked outside I saw many dead men from both side, and from the Spanish Navy and from the Royal Maiden. I saw Arthur at his knees with his hands behind his head. Allistor and many others were beside him.
Only one ship and they lost? How much useless are they? I thought when I saw only one Spanish ship. As Arthur saw me walking towards the plank that connected the two ships, he shoot an angry glare. As I looked at his eyes I felt terrified even if he was under a man's rifle ready to die. "No te preocupes. No te hará daño nunca más. Él será ahorcado por el Rey y las órdenes de la Reina. (Don't worry. He will not hurt you ever again. He will be hanged by the King's and Queen's orders.)" He said and gave me a lift to get up at the plank as I was following him behind. I just nodded and thought if I could escape from the Spanish after the event.
After we reached halfway the plank Silva just turned his head and gave an evilly smile. That made me shivers and by my reflexes I unsheathed my sword hitting his own. "Usted piensa que usted sería capaz de engañarme Williams? (Did you think you could trick me Williams?)" He asked still having his evilly smile towards me.
"No lo sé? Puede Ser? Porque usted es estúpido! (I do not know? Maybe? Because you are stupid!)" I said and took my sword back, ready to strike again. "Mi nombre no es Williams! (My name is not Williams!)" I yelled right in front of him and then I turned around, as my hand took hold of one of my pistols. "Arthur!" I shouted to be heard and threw my pistol. I threw it towards Arthur's body and as soon as I saw it got to the target, I turned around facing Ronald again.
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Treasure Hunt(Pirate England/ Hetalia story)
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