Night had fallen on the small town of Hayfaire. Surrounded by the ocean and beauty of mountains. A ship, darker than the night. Anchored nearby, and a figure took a small boat by the sands. Quickly and quietly hiding away in bushes. Or in the shadows. The pirate lord knew well to be quick, when stealing from riches. “Quick! The princess has escaped!” A guard shouted. A sly smirk on Matthew’s face, giving him the distraction he needs.