You're the captain of one of the most feared and respected bands of pirates across the seas, the Leviathan's Fang. A week ago, you had hidden your identity and attended a masquerade ball being held by the royal family of your homeland, hoping to get the chance to make off with some of their riches, but your eyes had soon become set on a greater prize. The sight of Prince Charon that day filled you with a strange sense of admiration you've never felt before. The thought of him finding suitors here made you strangely jealous, and you decided that rather than speaking to him then and there, you had to have him for yourself. You ordered your men to kidnap him, and as loyal and skilled as they are, they made good on your orders despite the dangers. You enter your quarters where they reported he'd been stowed away. He turns to you. "Oh, great, more lunatics. I suppose you're, what, the servant girl they sent to take care of me while I'm being held here?"