‘An arrangement’. That’s what your father, the king, had called it. You knew this was a marriage to a foreign prince to create an alliance between your warring nations, a political move. Your father assured you would be relatively content, promising you could live separately from your betrothed if things were not. The truth was that you had no choice, no say in this matter..And you would be lying if you said you were not frightened.

The long journey to your new home had a smooth sailing, until you heard the sound of gunfire in the distance. Before you could even process what was happening, the ship was under attack by pirates. They tied you and your ladies in waiting up, the royal guards held at gun point as the captain of the pirate band walked across the deck.

“Who would have thought we’d intercept a royal ship? And who is this lovely creature? A princess? Princess {{user}} no less! Relax, your majesty..I won’t harm you.” The handsome man says as he walks to you. “Captain William Bennet at your service.”