Fantastic Beasts of Records: Lecherous Prince Of The Sea

Clara's lips curved downwards. How could she guess the name of someone that she doesn't even know?

It was already clear to her that the man knew who she was, but that wasn't surprising considering who her father is. Regardless, knowing how she looked was different as not everybody knew the face of Captain Davy's daughter so she could avoid cases like this where she is being kidnapped or held under the sharp blades of a knife.

"I am waiting" He muttered. Checking his pocket watch as the time ticked from seconds to minutes.

Knowing that she was getting nowhere with this deadlock, she said "I don't know who you are. I have never met you before so I don't understand how you think I would recognise you".

Captain Crimson eye smirked before he shook his head with a disappointing smile. He behaved as though he had expected her response.

"Fine. I understand your point. But it won't hurt if you at least tried remembering who I am" He replied.

"....."

The room was silent. And the silence began prickling Clara's skin as she could swear on her life that she didn't know who this man was. Yet, he insisted that she tried.

Tried for what?

At this point, she began thinking that this was one of the men she had rejected in the past coming back for petty revenge. A petty revenge that would get them nowhere but having their bodies maimed by her father.

True, it was cruel. But the cruelty of her father is what has kept her alive till now as no one in their right mind would want to go through such an experience until now!

Nonetheless, she bit her lips. If she isn't too careful of her words, then she would be in a bad position even before her father gets wind of this.

"I don't know you, You" She replied. Her words were clear and audible.

Captain Crimson eye sighed "Well, I shouldn't have expected much" He said.

"That means I will need to reintroduce myself...…. I am Captain Crimson eye, Leader of the Crisom Black eye crew and current ruler of the Cryptic Sea" He added, showing off his pearly white teeth as he grabbed the woman's shocked hands and observed as she reeled back in suspicion.

'Captain Crimson eye' She thought. She had almost forgotten that the last place she was previously in before she unconsciously was on his territory.

Wait! If so, doesn't that mean that she was still on his sea?

Didn't that mean that he saved her from being killed by Prince Wyatt?

Prince Wyatt!!

Just the thought of his name sent shivers down her spine. A level of trepidation she had never encountered before crawled out from her heart and spread all over her body.

However, his name was also enough to send her blood boiling to a few hundred degrees.

Clara crossed her arms, adjusted her sitting position to sit more comfortably on the bed and looked at the Captian in front of her with relief washing over her face.

"I take it that you are the one that saved my life" She asked.

Captain Crimson eye rosed a brow "Shouldn't that be obvious by now?".

Clara nodded her head, having no issues with the man's manner of response. She was safe now, and that was all that mattered.

Albeit, she still needed to be wary, after all the man in front of her was still a Pirate, a Captain no less and not her hero in shining armour.

"And what the Prince?"

"Prince?" Captain Crimson eye said, looking lost in his thoughts.

"Yes, the banished Prince. Prince Wyatt" She gritted the words out of her teeth immediately after she saw the teasing expression on his face.

She should have known! The idiot was already trying to court her!!!

"He is still in the Cryptic Sea, taking care of somethings I suppose"

"He is still alive" A look of disbelief appeared on her face.

"Yes, he is" He responded, lowering his face to meet her as he pulled a chair from the side behind him and sat down "Do you have a problem with that?"

'Of course, I have a problem with it' The anger itched through her bones as she thought.

"He tried to kill me. I thought that you would have done the same to him when you rescued me" Her voice grew with the tempest of a brewing storm. And as she spoke, the venom in her voice was thick when she mentioned the man that attempted to kill her.

Meanwhile, Captain Crimson eye sat calmly on his seat as he watched her varied expression with an observant gaze.

'This is fun' He thought. He didn't need to overreact to her words. And neither did he need to overplay the role he had planned for himself. Though it was a pity that she didn't recognize him, it still didn't change his plans.

He would do whatever it takes, Whatever he needs, to win the heart of the woman in front of him... Whatever the means, as long as they didn't interfere with his objectives.

"Hello…" Clara snapped her fingers in front of his eyes "Are you listening or am I just talking to myself".

Instantly, Captain Crimson eye shook his head and rebutted "Forgive me for not paying too much attention, but I never knew that the daughter of Captain Davy was this beautiful. Now I know why he rarely shows you off to the public. Even I would rarely show off treasure that was stolen from the heavens, afraid that the gods might take it back".

Clara smiled, self-depreciatingly. Sure enough, the man before is one of her admirers. No wonder she didn't recognise him.

Nevertheless, this was perfect!

Right now, she was without a ship, without a crew..... Crew!! Wait a minute... My crew…..

Looking at Captain Crimson eye frantically, she asked with a lump of stone in her throat "My crew…. How about my crew?".

"They are dead" He replied, bluntly "All of them were killed by Prince Wyatt. I could only save you alone, unfortunately, and not them".

Her vision blurred. Her eyes, she couldn't see clearly. She didn't know when it happened, but the dam that held back her tears broke off as his words bashed it like an axe easily chopping off a log of wood.

There was something in her eye, something that no matter how hard she tried to control it and clean it off, it just kept coming out like an avalanche of emotions.

They were her tears. They were her incompetent self, mourning the death of her crewmen. She was incompetent. Useless. Powerless…. Hateful, the rage within her made her hate herself the more.

He was right. The stupid Prince was right., she was truthfully, without any doubt in the world 'pathetic'.

She sobbed, quietly.

Because of the man in front of her, she still felt the need to suppress her emotion. After all, she didn't need to show that she was both physically and emotionally inept in handling matters that were related to her.

So after a few minutes of brawling her eyes out, she wiped them away with her sleeves. Raising her head to look at him, she froze. Unexpectedly, a hand was touching her cheeks.

She didn't need to be a genius to know who it was.

Slapping his hand away faster than she could process her actions, she opened her lips and said with her teeth clenched together with unrestrained malice "Don't. Touch. Me".

Her words and the manner she had presented them didn't need to be repeated for him to understand the message. He retreated. There was no need to rush things, for now, better to mould your foundation well than to build your castle on a sandy seashore.

Nonetheless, the faked smile never left his lips.

"I can see that you need some time alone. There is food on the table if you are hungry, although it's cold, it's still eatable. However, if you dislike it and want another one, I will assign one of my crewmen to you to handle your needs in the meantime" He said, standing up from his seat as he prepared to walk out of the room.

"And as for Prince Wyatt...…"

"...I will kill him"

'Good, that's what I wanted to hear' He thought.

"We will discuss his matter later" He replied "I will be taking my leave now Lady Clara. Your assigned crewman will be at your room in about 20 minutes".

Her eyes trailed his figure as she watched him leave through the door, locking it from the other side and leaving her alone in the room.

"Bam" She fell on her back on the soft bed behind her, with a thoughtful expression on her face.

To be honest she didn't know what to think of the man who had just left. Although it is genuinely clear that he was interested in her, she didn't feel the same way, however, she didn't seem o be repulsed by his company.