And now I must tell you a little story that will please, and perhaps amuse you. A story about a legend that will surely surpass my own time and yours as well. A story about a man who, I feel, that everyone aspires to be and yet dares not to.
'But who is this man and when was this?' I can hear you ask, even now. This man remains a mystery, even to me, but our story begins many years ago.
Captain Merlin Emrys, the most revered pirate to ever sail the seven seas-depending on who you asked. He was a man of few words (or many if you could get him drunk). And he was, perhaps, the kindest soul you'd ever meet. None of that mattered, however, to most. The title of 'pirate' carried a sense of danger and cruelty. That is, unless you were one, then the title stood for adventure and loyalty.
One of the more prominent people who saw it as a curse, was none other than King Arthur Pendragon of Camelot. While he was prince, he understood the need for pirates, but found their line of work traitorous and deceiving. He never had to worry with them when his father was king. Now that he's king, he finds himself unable to avoid interacting with them.
But just maybe... They aren't as bad as they seem.
I want to know if you guys are interested enough in this idea for me to pursue it into a fanfiction. Review or PM to let me know! (Favoriting and following work too!)