“Now you’re… a pirate.” She giggled and covered her mouth. “It sounds so… improbable. And yet, here we are.” She flashed him a glinting look, lifting her chin. “My brother the pirate. I’m still proud of you, you know.” His chest stilled, suddenly too full to take in air. I’m still proud of you, you know. Despite deserting. Despite becoming the very thing he’d hunted and despised.
