The Blood In My Veins | Black Sails (Under Constructions)

Debts To Repay

It was strong of her not to break, I on the other hand had cried my eyes out when the news was brought to me about Charles being hanged. No emotions could have explained the feeling I felt knowing he would die, and I felt so sorry for her because.... I had the luck it was acknowledged Charles wasn't allowed to be hanged in Nassau and had to be transported to Port Royal so I could save him, but Madi, she had lost her father and lover.

"There'll be debts to repay after today."

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"And there'll be plenty of time to do it. But right now, we need to get off the sand." Billy once again addressed the crowd and was able to bend the will of most of the crew to listen to him and to follow him.

Flint had surveyed what happened and noticed it too, raising an eyebrow at me while not making a movement to follow Billy and the rest of the men.

Madi and Charles didn't move either.

Madi was still glancing at the sea while Charles kept on holding me close. Eventually the four of us and a few loyal men all glared at each other before they too started to take a step towards where Billy was planning to go.

Knowing we didn't have much choice I had pushed myself away from Charles, making his arms tighten around me.

"And where are you going?" His voice echoed through my head and I raised my chin, trying to look behind me to the man holding me against his chest.

"With them. You can't expect us to stay here without being spotted. We just escaped death and I'm not planning to risk my life a second time. Flint?" Flint nodded and signed that it indeed was the best to join them.

Madi had snapped out of her thoughts as well and turned herself around, approaching us with strong steps. "I agree with Captain Jones, we should leave."

I could feel the sad atmosphere floating in the air as she walked past me and we began to follow the footsteps of the group ahead of us. After a few minutes we caught up with them and we all walked as a group to wherever we were meant to go.

I didn't know how long we had left or how long we were already walking, but the sun started to lower behind the sea and the moon replaced her, lightening the dark sky so we could find the path.

"After you defeated his forces, the Naval commander notified the governor he was quitting Nassau, took his fleet right to London. One subordinate, Captain Berringer, he led a mutiny of a few hundred men determined to stay and avenge their defeat-...." A silence followed and Charles and I were messing around a bit in the back of the group, annoying one another like horny teens. I surveyed the small crowd in the meantime and the thought of Billy not knowing about our survival crossed my mind which made me stop walking.

"Billy doesn't know we're alive." Charles glared at the other broad man and shook his head while I put a fast pace in my walking again.

"I think I have other plans before introducing ourselves once again."

"Plans, aye?" He winked at me before glaring straight ahead of him, the thought of explaining not even crossing his mind.

"Swore a loyalty oath to Rogers personally and then began a purge in town of anyone even suspected of having a connection to our cause." Billy continued.

"What kind of purge?"

"Well, hangings, torture. Eventually the street was more afraid of him than of us and the black spots had ceased having any effect. So we challenged him directly, tried to force our way into town, but his men are fanatical, and the fighting was most bloody. At its worst, Berringer tried to reach out from town into our camp, turned two of our men against us, 'help finish us off for good'. Fortunately we were able to discover the plot in time." Billy finished his story and I examined two dead men, hanged by the wrists to warn outsiders to not come any further, understanding that those two were the betrayers Billy was talking about before.

"The lines are settled now. He controls the town but little else. My people have free reign over most of the rest of the island."

"Your people?" Flint curiously asked, but confusion and disgust was possible hearing in his voice as well while in the distance horses could be heard arriving.

"The scouts are returning. I'll meet you inside." With that said, Billy had left and I could feel a gaze on me from the right.

"Fine, but somewhere private." I stated as I met Charles' eyes and he nodded slowly before gently pulling me along. It didn't take long to find a room that was empty and I actually enjoyed the tranquility the room radiated. However, that wasn't why I was here, nor was it Charles' reason. The moment I lost my focus and surveyed the room, I felt a hand slither around me, wrapping itself around my rib cage tenderly because of the almost healed wound and my chest started to go faster up and down as I could feel his heavy breathing in my neck.

The way he had gently laid his hands on me made me want to kiss him desperately, but there was no strength in me as he kissed my neck and bit my earlobe to even try to turn around.

Leaning into him, I had lifted my arm to grab his shoulder blade as his fingers outlined my jaw before grabbing my chin and turning my head to his, lips almost touching.

I could see the withdrawn lust in his blue eyes as I moved a bit closer with my lips, biting on his lower lips before finally receiving the kiss I had such an urge for.

I had slid my hands over his jaw as he grabbed me by my waist, letting go of my rib cage, but then we suddenly backed off by a loud bang on the door.

"You got to be fucking joking."