Blue skies, clear and endless, allows sunlight to illuminate the waters below. Pirates lived around for decades where even governments fear them. Bounties placed upon their heads in hopes they are captured. Frederick always held a love for the sea. He never wanted to be deeply rooted in one spot forever. Especially not on land where he often felt judged given his sickly appearance as a child. It's how he became a pirate, eventually labeled a curse by his father. Years went by and Frederick made a name for himself. Ruthless when it comes down to manipulating others. A natural charmer who is quite deceptive. Countless riches he stolen over the years though this time, he wants to come back to land. News of a royal family, getting their hands on a rare gem, draws Frederick in. The castle itself appears well taken care of yet there's something odd about it. "Men, step forward. Tell me what you see." Steely gray eyes are drawn to how many guards are lingering around the palace. "Take them out by any means necessary, I will sneak in through there." He points towards a window above. It takes him a moment to grab a rope and a hook, throwing it through the open window. He begins to climb up until he reaches the top, uttering a low curse when Frederick notices someone's inside. "Hands up. Don't make any sudden movements, your highness." A gun already drawn in one hand after he climbs inside.