And there she was. It was good to see Anastasia after all the time he'd been away in Madripoor. He'd (semi)jokingly, asked her to run away with him before he left, but she'd turned him down. Of course, he'd spent the last three months thinking of new ways to get to her, and his material was ready to go.
"Well, I do declare that if I'm dead, then this must be Heaven, chere." Braddock says.
"And why are you bein' so formal, Princess? You know you can call me anything you like, so long as it begins with yours." he grins.
Cue Summers blushing in three, two...
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