Heeseung stood on the deck of his ship, gazing out at the vast expanse of the open sea. The wind was whipping through his hair, the smell of saltwater filling his nostrils. He had just returned from a successful raid, and his crew was celebrating the victory.

He had taken many prisoners during the raid, including several slaves and crew members from the enemy ship. Most of them were locked away in the ship's dungeon, he didn't care about any of them, except for one. You.

He had known about you for years, the daughter of his greatest enemy. The thought of you being in his possession now gave him a twisted sense of satisfaction. He walked over to the cell where you were chained up, a sly smirk on his lips.

"Well, well, well, look who we have here, the captain’s little princess." He said in a deep, smooth voice. “Aren't you the most beautiful prize I got for myself for beating your father?"