Thank you for bringing me in ScarlettFire! Dark-haired girl = Liliana? Also, I assume Ben doesn't know that Quinn is his uncle?
~Ben~
"Are you sure I'm not allowed to help you?" Ben wheedled, a hopeful grin plastered on his face and his entire body slouched lazily across the doorframe. The cook scowled again, her eyes narrowed in irritation.
"Yes. I'm very sure. Now-"
"And not even being the Captain's favourite, most beloved -"
"-only-"
Ben's brow furrowed for an instant; once again his plan was not going as intended. It didn't take a genius to realise that the very attractive cook's assistant was far from bowled over by his dashing ways. "-most talented, adorable-"
"Maybe you should just give up now." The familiar voice cut across his tirade, silencing him for once. Ben turned to greet the helmsman with a grin, and the cook slipped past with a relieved expression. Quinn raised an eyebrow in slight amusement. "Haven't you been told off before for pestering the servants?"
Ben rolled his eyes in silent reply, seemingly unabashed by the utter failure of his most recent conquest. "Can't blame me for trying..." He followed Quinn as he turned back the other way, a querying expression on his face. "Was there any particular reason you came down here?"
The flicker of a grimace crossed Quinn's face before the usual neutral-yet-slightly-grumpy expression settled back. "Ah. Your father has a surprise for you." He elaborated no further, remaining silent until they reached the door to the captain’s quarters.
Ben hesitated, confusion lacing his words. "Isn't that ...?"
"I've been instructed to tell you that the dark-haired one," Quinn said delicately, "is yours." That said, he wandered off somewhere, leaving Ben to stare uncertainly at the door.
Distantly, he wondered if the girls inside had heard that phrase being uttered. They'd gone silent, at least. Erasing the frown from his face, Ben opened the door and walked in.
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