Prompt

It had all happened so quickly. One minute he was on the English Royal Ship, the next they were being boarded by pirates. He watched as his crew was slaughtered, left right and centre.

He hid pathetically behind two of his guards in his quarters flinching when the sound of metal swords clanging wrung through his ears.

A shiver was sent down the young Prince's spine as all noise suddenly ceased. Hidden in his cabin, he briefly thought that the brutes that had raided their ship had left. Perhaps he had gone undetected.

Unfortunately, luck was not on his side.

Footsteps gradually becoming louder could be heard. The sound was taunting. In that second, the door opened, and before his two guards could attack, they both had a sword in their chest.

Louis shivered, backing up against the wall.

"Oh, my. Lookey who we have here."

In front of the young Prince stood none other than the most wanted pirate of the seven seas – Harry Styles.

"Well if it isn't his Royal Highness."

Louis whimpered at the mocking tone, quickly reaching for the gun on the bedside table – before his hand could make contact with the object, a sword was being pointed towards his neck.

"Now now. Shorty, I wouldn't want to hurt such a pretty face... I wouldn't do that if I were you."

The boy growled softly at the mocking tone of the pirate.

Harry Styles was rumoured to be ruthless, yet here he was making fun of the 5'0 future King. How dare he.

"Don't you dare touch me."

The taller of the two laughed, lowering his sword as he took a step forward subsequently lessening the distance between the two. They were nose to nose.

"I'll touch you when I want. And you know why?"

Louis didn't answer just watched as Harry pulled something out from the large cloth like bag over his shoulder.

"Because you now belong to me.... Princess."

In that second Harry was snapping on a light metal collar to Louis' neck – it was that moment the Prince knew he was fucked.

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