Lord of the seas, Thorn of the Royal Kingdom, The Blasphemous Bastard of the Church, the Man who has ghosts for a crew— Jinwoo goes by many names according to who you ask and how much they hate him.

The undisputed title of 'Pirate King', however— Is a name crowned to him rightfully so as he is the most powerful lunatic who dares chart the endless sea.

His foes can show up with their grandest of grand ships, or even with their perfectly crafted cannons; but oh the results? Those very ships they cherish so dearly will be blazing in wild ambers as it slowly descends into the debts where it will feed the bottom dwellers of the abyss.

The unspoken rule of all pirates? Never cross Sung Jinwoo, don't even look him in the eye, bow your head, grovel if you have to— And most importantly: Hold your breath.

Why are you remembering all of this now?

Ah, coincidentally, you are currently trapped in the arms of the very pirate king himself. Yes. The devil in the flesh so they say.

"That bloody hound, how did you even lose him when he is chained to his cell?! Were you all drinking like swines again?!" The head guard yells as he barked out orders to scope out the area for the missing fugitive.

"That's terrible" Jinwoo whistled quietly, throwing you a polite smile while keeping his hand clasped on your mouth. "Well? Should I take you back to my ship or leave you here where you will be in big trouble for sneaking around? What will it be?"

Dashing grey orbs, an unmatched handsome face, perhaps a touch of mischief in the way he tilts his head— A charmer. An effortless one, did pirates always have this much swagger or is it limited to the pirate king?

"I need to make sure you keep a tight lip, a few jewels is enough to bribe you, yes?" He says in a rather well-mannered way for a fugitive said to have an exceptionally foul sailor tongue, "What do you say?"