Hi! I am back!
I have been completely missing because I just really don't know what to write! And thankfully, after watching the Great Gatsby, stuff came to me (which really hasn't got anything to do with the move at all) and I found motivation to write again!
And no, they don't get together in this chapter either.
Happy readings, Love, Eh.
Hook tapped his fingers impatiently on the desk.
He hated people who were late. And this buyer, who said he could pay a lot, was late. Hook didn't care much about chivalry, but being on time, was one of the few rules he stuck by.
Smee noticed the captain's annoyance, but he couldn't bring himself to comfort him. Smee always felt respect for the captain, because he was different from the other pirates. Even though he was a pirate, it felt so that Hook was a little warmer, a little more with heart than the others. That was the reason why Smee followed him, and why most of the crewmembers followed him…
But now, they knew. Hook was a pirate.
Almost all of the crewmembers were in a sour mood, and the voices of protests were so loud the meeting had to be held in town, not on their ship. Hook couldn't believe the first meeting held outside of his own territory was because of a subject like this.
He knew if she stayed long, he would try what happened with her again. And Hook didn't want that, he didn't want her to feel what she felt before… Living with a pirate is dangerous, and unrewarding… He should have known better, after Milah, how could he have thought even for a moment that things might have been different?
Who would love a monster? He knew the crew thought badly of him now, thinking he was after all, a cold one… What could he have done then? Let her continue sulking in that small moldy room, and refuse to eat anything? Let her continue to throw things across the room, and then when she falls asleep at night, enter the room and pick up the things for her?
"Sorry I'm late," The buyer wore a dark gentleman hat, with a high-class suit and a watch that shone with dark diamonds. His voice was rasp like he had just drunk a bottle of wine, but it had that dangerous edge to it… Maybe Hook was just imaging things because he couldn't bring himself to like him.
The buyer was surprisingly young though, perhaps even a year or so younger than Hook. A man of such a young age could gather up enough treasures to pay the price… He must be very well off.
"Why, sit." Hook gestured the seat in front of him. They were in a private corner of a dark alley bar, with candle light lamps and soft cushion chairs. The walls were created with red bricks that became the backdrop of the shadows dancing in the candlelight.
The buyer thanked him, and sat down, his hat still on his head. "So, I hear you have a merchandise that fits the descriptions." He leaned back in the chair, crossing his lean long legs that looked even longer in the suit.
"Not exactly what you want, but I have the feeling you approve of it."
The buyer chuckled. "Interesting. Tell me about it,"
"She's a little different, not so much as the usual type… She's got no tail, nor can she sing."
The buyer shifted a little in his seat.
Hook continued. "But I assure you, when you see her eyes, she is no doubt a daughter of the ocean. And she is only in this state because of a curse, she most definitely can be healed if you wish so…"
"Interesting." The buyer repeated. The long fingered hand moved towards his head and softly, he took off his hat. "Well I think I would have to see her first before saying anything, but I think we have a deal." He put the hat down on the table, and looked towards Hook with an intense emotion of approval.
"The name is Chester." He smiled a one sided smile. Chester looked almost like a grinning cat, with those amber eyes. Though Hook would have to admit, he was rather good looking even to him. Why would a good-looking man, with a lot of money, agree to incomplete merchandise?
Pushing the questions aside, he shook the hand Chester held out. "Me name is Killian."
"Very well," Chester nodded, and put on his hat again while standing up. The tall lean figure started to walk out the bar, but before he left, he turned around. "May I see her tomorrow?"
Hook could fell tension rise in his body, and all parts of his body screamed "no!"… But all he could do was nod. "Of course."
And there it goes, Smee let out a sigh. They've done it.
They've sold off Miss Ariel.
First two people who review and tells me the name reference to the new male character's name, I will send you a cookie.
(it's a preview of the prince Eric story :D)
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