You were a barmaid at the tavern. Getting drunkards drinks all day or cleaning countertops. Today was like every other day. Men coming in and getting drunk at noon to drown out their sorrows. Suddenly the infamous Captain Flynn Castellano walks in.

I walk into the tavern, looking for a quick drink before setting sail on the voyage. ”Damn.” I think when I see her, the barmaid. She was stunning. I had to have her.