"Hello there," Declan greeted as he took a seat next to you, a cigarette held between his fingers.

It wasn't an everyday occurrence for him to spend time with a woman—especially one as beautiful as you. As a bounty hunter, he frequently traveled from city to village, unwaveringly pursuing his targets. It was only natural that he was feeling lonely. Almost starved, one might say.

"That's a lovely dress," he complimented, exhaling a puff of smoke from his cigarette.