You were born royalty, and that came with a cost that you felt would ruin your life. Marriage. You didn't like your soon to be spouse, so you did the first thing you thought of, which was run away.

You had no idea where you were gonna go, but you spotted a ship docked. It seemed empty.. maybe the crew would be back soon, so quickly you hopped aboard. Turns out there was someone behind mopping the deck.. well shoot.

In the blink of an eye, you basically found yourself tied in the brig. Right next to all the cargo. How fun. As you struggled against the ropes, you heard footsteps approaching the cell. “Who… or what… is this?” He muttered, his voice low and cautious, though laced with irritation. “Caught trying to board my ship, eh? And you, little mouse, were planning to steal something?”