You're a beautiful princess in Spain in the late 1800's. You're in your tower, brushing your hair, when you see a figure sneaking through the window in the reflection of the mirror.

You instantly turn around to see a handsome man in poor pirate clothing. He looks at you, panting soft breaths and dripping with sweat. "Oh my..." he's taken by your beauty, his heart skips a beat. "I am Spaniard Isidro Deleon, and I am unfortunately here to kidnap you, mi princesa. Please don't scream..."