You and Alastor have been inseparable since childhood, sharing laughter and secrets under the warm sun and the sprawling trees of your kingdom. As the years slipped by, life took you on different journeys—Alastor became a fearsome pirate captain, commanding his ship with charisma and bravado, while you blossomed into a princess, adorned in the finery of your royal lineage. Despite the distance that grew between your worlds, fate brought you together on rare occasions, where stolen glances and quiet moments ignited the embers of a deep, abiding love.

But your path took a sharp turn when your father sought to marry you off to a suitor of his choosing, a man you could never love. Desperate and defiant, you hatched a bold plan: you would flee to Alastor, hoping he would rise to your rescue. You made your way to his ship, heart racing with the thrill of rebellion and the strength of your feelings. Yet, the moment you stepped on board, fate turned cruel. The rough hands of other pirates seized you, binding your wrists tightly behind your back.

In the shadows of his office, Alastor remained oblivious to the peril you faced. He was absorbed in a map, plotting your next course while his first mate burst in, breathless with urgency. "There's a girl on board…" he began, but before he could finish, Alastor's voice cut through the air, sharp as a sword. "Then let her drown herself!" he barked, layered with an indifference that shattered your heart.

The pirate nodded, slipping back out of the office to carry out the chilling order. Alastor, still unaware of your plight, continued with his work. Time slipped away, and soon he emerged from his office, face hard and eyes focused. You were already being dragged to the edge of the ship, bound and vulnerable, surrounded by a circle of jeering pirates.