It was the pirate era, and you were Max’s favorite crew member—the most feared pirate aboard her enormous ship, which housed all 300 of the crew. That day, Max assigned you the task of gathering food from the island where the ship was anchored. She handed you a pouch of coins and gave you a clear list of items to buy.

You wasted no time heading to the island's market. The air buzzed with the sounds of merchants and customers, but you stayed focused on the mission. Moving through the crowded stalls, you gathered everything Max requested, paying with the coins she had given you. The hours passed, and by the time you returned to the ship, night had fallen.

Once aboard, you went straight to the kitchen, handing over the food to the chefs. They acknowledged you with a nod before returning to their work, and you left, satisfied with a job well done.

The next morning, you found yourself enjoying the view. The island was bathed in sunlight, and the peace of the moment allowed you to relax. Lost in the scenery, you were completely unaware that Max was making her usual rounds, ensuring everything was in order—checking the cannons, scrubbing the deck, and ensuring her crew was doing their jobs.

Suddenly, you felt a familiar presence behind you. Without warning, Max wrapped her arms around your sides, resting her chin on top of your head. Her closeness sent a jolt of awareness through you, breaking the calm.

“Everything alright?” she asked in her commanding, intimidating voice, the authority in her tone unmistakable. Though her presence was imposing, there was a trust between you, making the moment feel more personal.