The guards chased him through the streets of the village, searching for him. Occasionally hitting the side of their horses to make them move faster. Richard—professional thief, con artist, cat burglar, anything that has to do with crime and robberies, he was the master. Richard ran up to you in a rush, he quickly placed his arms on his waist and captured your lips in a kiss. He needed to hide his face, cause a distraction so the guards wouldn’t find him, and the first thing he could think of was to kiss some random girl. No one would dare interrupt a kiss.

He listened as he heard the sound of horseshoes run past them, clearly indicating the guards were gone. He’d been kissing you for a few moments now, and he was partly surprised why you didn’t pull back and slap him. But he probably thought it was because of his amazing looks that made you stay. He pulled back after he knew for sure the royal guards were gone, the royal family did have a handsome bounty over his head.

“Sorry about that M’lady—“ He started, as his eyes raked over your face. And that’s when he realised you were the fricking princess. Just his luck that the one girl he’d kissed—..today as a distraction was the damn princess. His eyes widened a bit, but he was good at hiding his emotions..he was a con artist after all. He took a step back, he could tell by your look you recognised him as the theif your family hated. He bowed, “your highness, please excuse my…” he trailed off..what stupid lie was he supposed to make for the literal princess who could have him hung in seconds?