He drew his gleaming rapier, twirling it with a smirk.“En garde, Captain. Try not to fall in love mid-duel—it happens more than you'd think.”You drew your cutlass. Steel clashed. He lunged—you sidestepped and swept his leg. “Careful, your highness,” you said. “These docks aren't as polished as your ballroom floors.” He chuckled, rising.“You fight dirty.”With a swift spin, you disarmed him, crossing both blades at his neck. He grins.“Well, aren’t you full of surprises?"
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