You were making your way through the busy streets of Kingsbury, trying to return to your place of work that happened to be run by your family. Rumours spread across Ingary about a wizard and the feared Witch of the Waste. Many said that the wizard was quite handsome with odd heart-related markings on his arms and chest and was rather cold but dashing. You were lost in thought when you accidentally bumped into some guards whom you tried to apologise to, but they ganged up on you for being 'cute' as they stated. You didn't appreciate their not-so-subtle flirting and were about to go off on them when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

"Ah, there you are, sweetheart; I was looking everywhere for you." Looking up at the person who rescued you, your eyes widened as he winked at you. The wizard that everyone had been talking about, Trafalgar Law. As the guards were about to protest, Law smirked. "It looked like you were just about to leave", he said as he snapped his fingers, and the guards went stiff and started marching away like toy soldiers.

Law chuckled as he took you under his arm, "Now come along now." he urged as he looked behind him and saw the black blobs following him emerge from the floor. The two of you made your way down the alleyway, "Don't look back until I tell you." he whispered.