The Pink Flower

The trip to the brothel was uneventful. No one tried to bother the captain and her companion, and they in turn didn’t bother anyone while looking around for anything of interest. Hardly anything had changed in Port Ruby during Emily’s absence: cheap whores were still offering their bodies to anyone who couldn’t afford something better, thieves and other scumbags were carefully watching everyone trying to spot any good targets, here and there innocent girls visiting the port for the first time were getting raped and/or kidnapped, brawls had broken in a couple of taverns, women’s screams could be heard coming from several different places… Nothing the captain had not seen many times before. Long ago she had learned to ignore things that didn’t concern her, and that had saved her a lot of trouble in the past. This time was no exception.

On the outside The Pink Flower looked like an abandoned old building. The only indication that it wasn’t just that was the pussy-like flower drawn on the door. On the inside however the building was quite different: the cold marble floors were covered by soft rugs, there were paintings hanging on the walls, the various pieces of furniture were of high quality (and high price), and the rooms were well-lit, with the exception of a few dimly lit corners where the brothel’s guards stood. No one ever noticed the guards until it was too late, for the men were as motionless as a statue most of the time.

The women of the Pink Flower were a different story. All of them were wearing dresses that only the rich could afford, and carried themselves as if they were nobles instead of whores. Each one was like a beautiful living flower that had been turned into a woman (at least to Emily). The message was clear: ‘We aren’t some cheap harlots you can have for a few coins’.

“Captain Flint. We’ve been expecting you.” A young blonde girl wearing a white dress said as soon as the pirate captain and her companion entered. “Rosa, Mary, take care of the gentleman while I bring the lady to the madam.”

“It’ll be our pleasure, Athena.” Said the two girls in unison as they walked over to Mr. Murdock. The sailor looked at his captain and after a brief nod from her allowed them to lead him away and into a room.

“This way, captain.” The girl called Athena said and started walking followed by the pirate captain.

Emily followed her guide to the second floor where they stopped in front of a closed wooden door. The blonde opened it without knocking and announced: “She’s here, Madame.”

“Let her in.” Said a familiar voice and the blonde whore moved to the side, allowing the captain to enter. Emily walked in and immediately the door closed behind her. She looked at who was in the room…