a/n: Oops, this was from a year ago.

Disclaimer: Ha, ha, no.

Title: true north points the way

Word Count: 272

Summary: The utterly dashing pirate king comes to visit the prince. [For NevillesGran]

"Oh, no," says Rhy with a coy smile. He drapes himself over his ornate chair, a glass of something red in one hand. "It appears I am at the mercy of the dreaded King of Pirates."

Alucard stands straight and smooths down the front of his blue coat, admiring briefly how the shade matches the sapphire he once wore. Rhy has always been one for details, he thinks. The tall boots are made of fine leather, the shirt is perhaps not right, but tight enough to make an impression, and so are the dark trousers that feel as though they have been painted on his legs.

The entire thing and that hat—dark blue lined with silver and a ridiculous pale feather—arrived in his private chambers earlier with a note promising a wonderful night.

And indeed, a night it is going to be.

Rhy's dark red tunic opens daringly low, revealing parts of the enchanted scar that ties him to his brother. A heavy band of gold rests upon his black curls, his posture insolent and princely in every way with rings glittering on his long fingers. His lower lip is wet from wine and the enchanted fire reflects the gold in his eyes and skin.

Sanct. Alucard kicks the hidden door close behind him.

"What brings a rogue like you to my chambers?" Rhy starts, voice low.

Alucard slips into the role with ease. "Am I to be denied an audience with my prince?"

"You admit I am your prince," and Rhy's face splits into a dazzling smile, "Come forward, Pirate King, and we shall see what you're capable of."