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Doflamingo sat in the dim hull of his ship in a terribly irate mood, he hated surprises and he definitely despised some one getting the better of him. He may have captured the captain but the damage had already been done, the precious and rather expensive cargo his crew had been hauling was long since gone.

A lovely woman with thick, raven hair was bound to the mast, she was out for now but the Young Master knew she should be coming around shortly. The only thing that struck him as a shame was the scarring on the left side of her face, her left eye cloudy where the cornea crudely repaired itself. 

He had been out previously, away from his ship to meet with his client when the ship was raided. He was kicking himself for his lack of foresight. He had his family in charge of the delicate project developing in Dressrosa so he was left with some of his lower end members. He hadn’t expected to be taken advantage of so swiftly.