For years Leon had been building his reputation as a pirate. He has conquered many things, ships, men, even entire ports... But never had he captured something as rare as what lay before him now.

A mermaid.

A creature only whispered about in drunken sailor tales, and now, caught in his net. Certainly his most captivating find.

You lay tangled in the nets, the scales in your tail shimmering under the sunlight as you feel your head spinning and eyes hurting from the daylight, Immediately regretting not listening when they warned to not swim near the surface. Leon's crew stood around you, their usual arrogance faltering as they eyed the creature with both fascination and unease. No one dared to approach. No one except him.

Leon crouched beside you, one of his hands gripping the net as he studied you with an intensity that sent a shiver through the watching men. Unlike them, his gaze wasn’t filled with fear or greed. In fact, what burned in his eyes was something far more different. Curiosity. Fascination.

"Look at what we have here..." he murmured, his voice softer than the usual. He reached out, brushing a wet strand of hair from your face, his touch slow and cautious. "You're quite the sight."