Chapter 1
POV:Sain
Fuck.I can’t do this. Marrying a women, and a women I’ve never met! I hate this! Sain thought. At least the night was nice; a quiet chill niped at his nose and the trees swayed lightly in the wind. He keep walking as he thought of ways to get out of this terrible marriage idea when he heard a rusling in the busses. There weren’t supposed to be anyone else on the royal grounds awake right now. Suddenly four men appeared from the greens.
Sain looked the man in the front, who was clearly the leader. He had a dark hair that flooped slightly in front of one of his eye linered eyes, he wore a puffy shirt that was open in the front, a long blood red coat, and a pirates hat. He smiled like shark. His whole vibe screamed pirate.
“Now look’en what we’ve got here?” The stranger asked,his eyes checking Sain up and down. His sailor accent popping. He had three ruff looking men behind him.
“Umm. I-I wa-as just taking a… walk.” The blond cursed himself for studdering under the attativce mans gaze. The man razed an eyebrow and stepped closer to the prince.
“At night?” He questioned taking a step forward as Sain took a step back.
“Just clear-ring my he-ead.” Sain knew he was screwed. The man laziey smile grew, making Sain redden.
“What? From your royal duties?”The attrative man grinned more when the shorter man gasped.
“I not, that’s not- how did you-you? I have to-o go si-irrr.” Sain was ready to bolt. He was scrambling away as fast as he could.
“Oh, I don’t think so darling.” Sain didn’t even have time to blush at the ‘darling’ coment before a cold steel sword pressed against his throat.
POV: Daner
This is going to be fun. Daner thought when he saw a cute blond walking through the woods alone, he got even more excited when he saw the fancy clothes and royal crest he was wearing. He motioned to his crew. They read him well, spilting up. Three of them going with him. They sat in the bushes waiting, and the blond looked around cutely. Then they poped out in front of him. The blond look at him with a little aw and a little fright. The blond had light blond hair that hung right on his ears, pouty pink lips,and he was much shorter than Daner.
“Now look’en what we’ve got here?” He asked checking the boy out. The boy’s eyes whinded, like he didn’t aspect Daner to talk to him. The boy’s eyes looked everywhere.
“Umm.I-I wa-as just taking a… walk.” The boy studdered. His blush and cute studder were not doing good things for Daner’s self control. He just wanted to grab the little button and hold him. An shove his tough done his throat (consentually,this is for Abby and Grace who don’t mind there business, you know who you ar.)He raised an eyebrow and stepped forward. He knew the tiny man was trying to hide his royalness from the men in front of him. Daner knew he would be a helpful ramsome if caught.
“At night?”Daner kept moving closer, seeing how close he could get.
“Just clear-ring my hea-ed.” Daner smirk grew more,he was having so much fun with this. But he deside to drop this whole dance they were doing.
“What? From your royal duties?” The shorter one gasped, jumping away from the ravenet. Who couldn’t help but grin more.
“I not, that’s not- how did you- you? I-I have to si-irr.” He started to scramble away, caching on to what was going on. Heat slightly pooled in his stoumach at being called sir. But three of his other crew silently moved behind him with their weapens drawen. It was like a mouse running right in to a cat’s paws.
“Oh, I don’t think so darling.” He chuckled as Brut pressed his sword to the young prince’s throat. Daren chuckled as the cutie squeaked at the weapen.
“Don’t have a-any go-old on me-me.” His shoudlers tensed tightly. Daner put his hand on the boys shoulder, delihting in the squeak that came from his pink lips, and the way his eyes went from Daner’s chest,to arm, to face again.
“Cutie,I don’t want your pockect gold.”
“Then may I le-eave now?”Daner let go with his shoulder with a chuckle.
“No no no no, you’ll be coming with us darling. Pran get the restrains.”Daren guestered. Color drained from the boy’s face.In a flash the royal stomped on Brut’s foot. The prince start to punch anyone that got nere him,turning his back to Daner in a attempt to run. With out even sweating Daner reached out, grabbed his collar and his gun. He pulled the small boy to his chest and clicked the guns safety,pressing it to his head.
He clicked he tough in disapproval.
“And were do you think you’re going babydoll?”
“Don’t call me that pirate.” They blond spat, but Daner didn’t miss the blush spreading over his face.
“Now if I were you, I would go with us quietly and nicely,like a good little prince. Or I’m going to have to use this.”
He said guestering to his cocked gun. The blond gulped. Daner chuckled. The blond came up to Daner’s shoulder. Still holding the shorter, Daner switched out his pistol for some rope from Pran. Pran stood a few feet away holdeding the gun just in case. Daner croched down behined the other, grabbing his hand and tieing them.
Daner leaned down to the other ear and said;
“I’m sorry darling, but we’re going to have to use a gag.” Sounding not at all sorry.
“Oh you son of a bitc-“He was cut of by a cloth being tied around his mouth.
“Sorry can’t hear you love.” The pirate sang.” Ok lads lesst get back to ship!” With that he tossed the prince over his shoulder with es,as his protest got muffled by cloth. Got some teaure. Daner thought.
