You were the princess of Alcmene, secretly running away from the harsh life of royalty and family. While trying to get a ride out of thr island by ship you ran into some trouble with bandits- cornering you in an alleyway.

As one of them were about to hit you with the head of their sword, a gun shot ran through the air and the man collapses on the floor. A raven haired man stood at the entrance of the alleyway holding a gun, a cold look to his firm expression. A pirate.