Across Dark Seas (Beneath Black Sails, #0.5)

by Clare Sager

Flirting was one of the many, many things on Papa’s list of things she wasn’t allowed to do.

Who tf makes a whole list?!

Ladies didn’t go romping through forests on their own.

Why not tho?

“Lady Avice Ferrers,” he said, voice low and private again, “being here, away from family means I haven’t yet asked your father, but if you consent, I’ll go and beg him if I have to. First, though, I beg you”—he went to one knee, hands engulfing hers—“do me the honour of becoming my wife.”

Well that was quick.. Who was this man again?

“I—I am pleased. I didn’t realise he’d written to you to ask permission.”

It's Probably someone else...

“Nanny told me your plan,” she murmured. “I don’t want my darling girl to run away but”—she shared a look with Nanny before holding out a linen-wrapped bundle—“it’s your choice. If you do, I have this for you.”

At least someone gets it

“You didn’t just come along, a sudden stroke of luck, a chance lightning bolt. Your Mama bargained with the fae.”

Well that's something else i guess

“And always, always naked. I never knew what happened to your clothes.”

Hehe that's actually a little cute for a child.

“And, when life and love are not so sweet, may we remember this moment and our vows and work together to make it so.”

This sounds beautiful

“Though you are now unbound by this rope, you walk forward in life bound by your choice to be together.”

His touch was firm, sure, hot, and she clung to him as her knees quaked.

Spice

She’d heard a few women talk about sex like it was enjoyable for them, too. But that? Was that really it?

Well i feel a little sorry for her now XD

Did it really matter? A body’s just a body. Everyone has one.

Exactly my kind of saying

The sea. It was… beauty. Freedom. It was the promise she’d been searching for her whole life. The way it moved, it was alive.

Never mind that it was the only time she’d spoken to him since joining the ship, it was still enough to irritate her husband.

He's Literally just anoying... *sigh

placed his hardness right against her core and her pearl.

Ok.. why call the body part that?

“It’s true. You’re a Viscount’s daughter, a Baronet’s wife—you’re Lady Lyons, or have you spent so much time with your pirate captain you’ve forgotten?”

Omg! Stop.. Seriously... *eyeroll

I see you, I know you, and I love you, my wilful, wayward girl. No matter what your father says, there’s nothing wrong with who you are. You aren’t too wild. You aren’t too bold. You aren’t too loud. You’re just right. It’s his world that’s wrong—it isn’t ready for you. I pray to the gods and the fae Lords and Ladies that you’ll find a place where they are. Mama

This is beautiful written by her mother. It really shows the love she has for her.

She wasn’t too wild, too bold, too loud. She was just right.

“I wasn’t trying to hear—the walls are thin. I couldn’t help but notice that whenever you’re in there, you’re quiet.” He scoffed, mouth pulling into a smile even as he shook his head. “Outside that cabin, you’re anything but. You laugh and joke and draw attention with every step.” The smile faded, and his dark eyes bored into her. “As soon as you go in there, it’s like you disappear from the world, leaving just a quiet echo.”

So he notices you;)