Captain Styles *UNEDITED VERSION*

Epilogue

It's been one year since Bella and Harry sailed off on their own, and said their final goodbyes to everyone back at home. Since then, the Belladonna has been sailing the seven seas, raiding ships, fighting other rogue pirates, and plundering bountiful amounts of gold.

They were pretty much set for life, and the crew had a wealthy amount of gold as well. The Belladonna was a feared name in the seas, and whenever another ship would see her sails, they would quiver in fear at the sight of them.

Captain Harry was having the time of his life, enjoying every minute of his career as a pirate. Lady Bella, as the crew called her now, as always by his side, quick witted and now very skilled with the sword, although she still didn't fancy killing a person.

Whenever she would fight, she would seriously injure the person and either leave them alone or let someone else finish them off. It was usually Harry who delivered the final blow to their enemies.

The four best men, Louis, Liam, Zayn and Niall, were just as respected on the ship as the Captain and the Lady. They were what kept the ship going, and Harry would always issue orders through them.

Liam made a full recovery, his wound in his stomach now completely healed, and merely a scar now. It was almost as if what happened three years ago in the battle of the courtyard never happened.

As of now, the Belladonna was heading back to England, a very anxious Harry pacing the deck as they got nearer and nearer.

A messenger ship had flagged them down two months ago, giving Harry a letter from the King of England, better known as Harry's twin, King Edward the Third.

After he received the letter, Harry immediately set their course back to England, eager to see his brother. His brother was getting married at the harbor, right by the docks. It was a strange place for a King to get married, but all the members of the crew knew why the King did it.

Harry would be just arriving as the wedding would be taking place.

So now, just thirty minutes from the wedding, Harry was anxious to get back to his former home. Bella was eager as well, wanting to see the familiar face of her mother and her old maid, Darla.

Bella leaned against the rails, seeing the shore of England coming into view, a smile gracing her face as she looked out at the ocean. Harry stopped his pacing, going over to stand by his partner, resting his hands on the rail as well.

"Why is it, that to this day, I always see you staring out at the ocean?" Harry asks amused, watching as Bella giggles at him. "No matter how many times I see it, I'll always love the way the ocean looks." Isabella says charmed, her eyes warm as she watched the waves gently lap at the ship, pushing it towards their destination.

"And no matter how many times I see you standing here, I'm always going to be amazed at how a person can look so beautiful." Harry whispers, kissing her cheek and making the lady blush.

She didn't say anything back to him, but there were no words that needed to be said. As the shore kept getting closer and closer, Isabella let out a sigh as the wind blew through her hair, refreshing her with the cool ocean breeze.

"We're almost there." Harry says and Bella nods, following him as they walked to the other side of the ship, watching as Niall began to direct the helmsman where to steer the ship to dock. Excitement welled up in all of the crew, the first sight of land they've had for at least a month.

"Men! After the wedding is over, we'll spend thirty minutes getting supplies before we cast off again. I have a certain person I would like to challenge in a few days." Harry says with a sly grin, some of the crew members snickering around him.