Treasure / Touch
Marco didn't like being a prince, something about how it brings a bad taste in his mouth, but he never denied the role. A part of him wished he had been born to a different family instead of the Fennec family, with their bad reputation of being cruel and rude. Having two other siblings, it was any wonder on how he tolerated things as he was the middle child and sought higher with his intelligence and skill. The only problem his parents didn't like he would never want a woman, rebelling the factor that he would never bring an offspring to this family.
Then they brought him a 'treasure' from another land.
Skin kissed by the sun, sprinkles along the expansion of it and smoldering eyes of dark abyss with making hair, Marco was stunned for a mere moment at the sight. It was apparent that this woman was disguising herself with the short hair and trousers showing of as a man. What he didn't know was the woman is trying to escape the punishment of being from the old family, the Gol family. They tempted to execute her, instead placed her into Marco's quarters where he came back to a half-bare woman on his bed that glared daggers with a scowl, knees up trying to hide her bare breasts.
"What, yoi?" Brows furrow in confusion on the woman on his bed before groaning with a hand to his head. "Not again…" Blue eyes sharply glare to the guard behind him, making them flinch. "Tell my parents to stop bringing women here, I will not impregnate anyone." Marco comments sternly and the guard shook with a nod before eyeing the woman.
"The King mentioned if you would not then I would take her to Hyland." The mentioning of his older brother made him grimace, not trusting any woman with him.
"She stays here, but I am not like Hyland. I take care and make sure consent is given first from her part. Now leave me alone, yoi." The order sent out with hand moving, the door is slammed into the guard's face. Turning back to the glaring woman, he sighs while closing eyes for a moment at this predicament. "I'm not going to do anything to you, but my… brother is not fair to women, so let's prevent that."
"I'm a prisoner, why should you care?" The fiery tone of the woman brings an elation through Marco, being glad she was a fighter.
"Unlike my so-called family, I care for others over myself." Marco moves to approach the woman and pulls off his cape. "Here, let's put this over you while I get the binds undone and find you something to wear." Confusion shows in dark eyes while viewing him, seeming to try and figure out his motive as he moves to get the binds behind her after the cape lay on the front of her. Once getting her hands undone, she works under the cape to get her legs and Marco moves to his wardrobe. "Sadly you will have to wear my clothes until I go personally to find you something. I apologize for that matter, yoi." He mentions while looking in his clothing for something simple as the pants seemed fine on her still and soon brings it back over to set it next to her. "They didn't hurt you, did they?" The question lingers to the woman who is holding the cape tightly to her shoulders with a shake of her head.
"Nothing I can't handle." She mentions softly before Marco nods and turns away to go to his desk. He sits down with face forward and crosses arms.
"Give me a little time… I can get you out of here… Get you wherever you want, yoi." The words come out softly as he hears rustling of clothes and was happy she was pulling on the shirt while he looked away.
"Why are you helping me?" She asks sternly while he hears clothes tugged on more and he lets out a sigh.
"Because it's the most I can do for now until I hopefully take over one day and get things more… peaceful." Marco almost murmurs as his family was so deep rooted that it would be a process and hears shifting behind him before the woman stops behind him. "I'd save killing me until I get you out of here, yoi." The serious remark leaves him, not moving an inch while hands come up along his neck, the feel of her warm skin having him shiver lightly.
"Thank you…" The whisper comes to feather along his ear and he enjoys the way arms wrap around him neck loosely and her head rests to his head. "In that time, I will pretend to be cooperative with you for show."
"You don't have to… They will try anything to get us together."
"Even so, I am cursed to never produce offspring." A little surprise was in Marco at hearing that before chuckling lightly and placing a hand to her arm.
"Still, as that secret is safe with me, I will not push myself onto you. I'm a man of my word."
"Then it will be no problem to play along and maybe… Maybe you should come with me… There is someone I want you to meet." Marco is a little surprised on her chatter and tilts his head to lean more into her to speak while taking in the scent of burning embers and flowers.
"To meet?" The questioning is a whisper before she moves to have her cheek to his temple.
"I am Ace D Portgas, formally known to be Ann D Gol. After our kingdom fell with the curse from the great mage, I went to live with a friend of my father's, Edward Newgate. Surely, they will search for me, but even so, I entrust that you would do better somewhere else." Ace explains, and Marco gives a small breath of surprise before chuckling.
"I guess that would be better than nothing with my predicament, yoi." He remarks while arms tighten lightly around him and a nose brushes along the top of his head through his hair.
"Please take care of me until we are free."
"Of course, Ace. You have my word."
