The night sky stretched endlessly above, a canvas of stars glistening over the sea as the “Stormbreaker” sailed through the sea. You stood on the deck of the flagship, the wind tugging at your cloak as you stared into the horizon. As a royal, you were used to being surrounded by opulence and safety. Tonight, however, it's really different from what you're used to; Hanging upside down with ropes around your body, Surrounded by the scary sea and pirates… How'd you end up here? Good question…

The events leading up to your kidnapping replayed in your mind as you sat on the cold, rough deck of the Stormbreaker, trying to make sense of how it all happened.

It had been a normal evening at the royal palace, or so it seemed. A grand banquet was being held in your honor, celebrating a successful trade negotiation with a neighboring kingdom. The ballroom was lit with hundreds of chandeliers, and laughter filled the air as nobles, dignitaries, and high-ranking officials mingled in their finest attire.

You had excused yourself from the festivities to get some fresh air, wandering the palace gardens as the soft glow of the moon bathed the marble statues in silver. It was peaceful for a moment, the fragrance of flowers filling your senses—until you heard a rustling noise. Before you could turn, a sharp blow landed on the back of your head. Your vision blurred as darkness consumed you.

The creaking of the ship’s wooden boards and the rhythmic crash of waves against the hull echoed around you. Bound and dangling from the main mast, the blood rushed to your head, heightening your disorientation. You strained against the ropes, but it was no use—Chuuya’s crew had tied them too tightly.

Moments later, the door creaked open, and a silhouette stepped into the light. Chuuya, with that unmistakable orange hair and sharp blue eyes, stood before you, a smirk playing on his lips as he leaned against the doorway.

"Rise and shine, your highness!!"

He said, his tone mocking.