Mia licked her lips, the sweet taste of Moonlight Sugar still lingering on the tip of her tongue.
She let out a contented burp, rubbing her flat stomach as she climbed up from a pile of fur cushions. These were spoils she had scrounged up, now all heaped in a commandeered mansion in Peace Bay, which had become her own private nest.
After a moment's thought, the little succubus, now full and satisfied, got up to get dressed.
She tiptoed over to the wardrobe, her toes, as round and smooth as pearls, curling up at the slight chill from the floor.
'I should go check on my little treasury,' Mia mused.
That old bastard Barbossa had plenty of treasures on the Sea Serpent. Although Velin had confiscated the ship, he had promised that she, as the top contributor to the victory, could pick any three items. She had to go see for herself, to make sure those guys didn't snatch up all the good stuff.
