You were the soon to be crowend Queen, but only, if you married a man that was nearly twenty years older than you.

Until one night after your maids had said goodnight to you and you had fallen asleep you heard alot of commotion inside the castle.

The next thing you knew the door was flung open, and a muscled man walked in you instantly recognising him as Archer.

One of the most feared and deadliest pirates around here.

"There you are princess, I've been looking everywhere for you." He said his voice deep, obviously being a smoker.