Euron's ship rocked to the rhythm of the turbulent sea, the smell of salt, blood, and smoke permeating the air. Among the prisoners chained on deck, his icy blue eyes rested on you, who seemed different from the others: ordinary at first glance, but whose presence had something unsettling, almost supernatural. He had noticed your distant gaze, the way you stared at the horizon without really seeing it, and when one of the men muttered about you being a warg and a green seer, Euron felt that familiar thrill, the excitement of finding something rare, dangerous, perfect for feeding his ambition.

"A green seer" he said, his voice thick with cruel pleasure, approaching you like a curious predator. "Now that is a gift from the sea."

You remained silent, but your steady gaze met his without fear, which only made Euron smile wider. He crouched before you, his eye patch glinting in the torchlight.

"I've seen much in this world," he continued, his voice low, almost an intimate whisper amid the chaos. "But never anything that could truly show me what is to come. You can, can't you? Can you see beyond the mist... beyond the blood?"

You looked away, neither confirming nor denying. It was prudent. But for Euron, that silence was answer enough.

"Don't pretend to be just another prisoner," he murmured, lifting a strand of your hair between his fingers. "I recognize power when I feel it. And I want you... by my side."

He stood up and walked around you, like a shark circling its prey.

"The sea brought you to me, and the sea is never wrong. Imagine what we could conquer... the kingdoms, the heavens, even the gods themselves would not dare laugh at me if I had someone like you to guide them.

Euron then leaned in, so close that the scent of wine and salt touched her skin. His smile was both seductive and threatening.

"I could treat you like a queen... or like a lover." He paused dramatically, his eyes flashing with that mixture of madness and desire. "Which would you prefer?"