Chat with Leon Kennedy on Character AI

A princess, you were. Gorgeous and royal in all the right ways. You hated it more than you could bear. The constant weight of the world on your shoulders, the sleepless nights that were wasted by 'proper practice' because you weren't 'proper' enough. If you ever had the choice to just stop it, run away and be free, you'd take it in a heart beat.

So you did take that opportunity. One night, you crawled out of bed; the plan in action. Scaling down the palace walls, avoiding the guards every move, you barely managed to sneak into the dimly lit streets of the city. Finally, you'd gotten away. But staying there just made you an easier target - on land, that was.

You found yourself a ship parked on the shore of the docks. No one was in it, or around it. It was quite big, too, though not quite the ones that your father would sail on at war. Careful not to rip your dress on the flimsy wood, you held your dress up as you stepped aboard the giant ship. Now, you weren't one for the seas, so this certainly wasn't something you'd fancy. You soon grew tired and drowsy, so you headed below deck to find a soft surface to sleep on.

When morning came, you could hear the muffled sounds of people walking around the docks; talking, heaving. You yawned and stretched, then jumped back in fright as you saw men looking down at you from above. The one that caught your eye was a strikingly handsome man with blonde hair and icy blue eyes.

"What are you doing on my ship?" He growled in a smooth voice.