Inspired by OQ Day 3. Part one of this verse is based on the beautiful manip created by Starscythe. I really hope that you enjoy it and please let me know what you think! :)
Robin ordered his crew to silence as they slipped past the drunken guards. They hadn't been expecting their job to be easy, but the men supposed to stop them were passed out whilst on duty. He'd been expecting at least a bit of a fight, especially when this was the royal palace they were about to rob. The royal guard had a reputation for being well prepared to put up a defence, though it seemed that reputation wasn't proving all that true.
"I want you three to stay here, keep watch, John and Will, you're with me," he ordered as one of his crew fired an anchor point to the balcony outside the room located within the east tower.
"You sure that's the princess' room Captain?" Will asked as he secured his cutlass and they all stared at the tower.
"That's the information I received, aye," Robin nodded, pulling on the rope to make sure that it would support his weight, "the plan is, I retrieve the princess whilst the two of you pillage all the gold and jewellery you can find," Robin instructed before taking hold of the rope and placing his feet on the wall, allowing him to scale the tower, carefully climbing up to the darkened window.
He was somewhat surprised to see it partly open but didn't think anything of it, it had probably been left open by mistake, or maybe the princess had been too warm and sought the cool night breeze to offer some relief. He made the signal for the other two men to join him as he carefully slipped through the window into the gloomy room. His eyes immediately fell to the bed, expecting to see the princess fast asleep there, but she wasn't there, in fact, there was no sign of her in the room.
Furrowing his eyebrows, he looked around and noticed a diary on the nightstand, picking the book up he opened the front cover to reveal the princess' name scrawled neatly in the front of it. They had the right room, but seemingly no princess. His men finally joined him and began to empty the jewellery into their pockets.
After a minute or so, Will turned around and fixed Robin with a funny look, "hey, Captain, where's the girl?"
"I'm not entirely sure on that one Scarlet," he replied, there was no way he was leaving this castle without a hostage, that had been the whole point of the trip, the jewellery was only supposed to be an extra bonus, he could have gained that from any manner house in Misthaven. They couldn't return to the ship without the girl and Robin had no intention to, even if that meant having to venture deeper into the castle to find her.
He was about to open the door to the chambers and sneak out to the corridor when he heard a clanging noise coming from the closet. A grin played on his features as he glanced at his men, noticing that they were on the same page and staring at the wardrobe just like he was. Seemingly the princess had wanted a game of hide and seek. Who was he to deny her that? Unfortunately, she had just given away her location and sealed her fate.
Robin approached the closet and grasped the handle before pulling it open and expecting to find the girl shivering in fear. What he hadn't counted on, was the woman lunging out of the wardrobe, sword in hand, ready to slice his throat from ear to ear. She knocked him to the ground and straddled his waist before holding her sword just a hairbreadth away from his neck.
He couldn't see her facial features in the dark room and had no clue what she actually looked like. No one had ever seen the princess, it wasn't often that she'd make public appearances and ever since her mother died around six or seven years ago no one had seen the raven-haired girl. One thing he was aware of was the curtain of dark hair that spilt over her shoulders and stopped at her waist.
"I have to say, your majesty, you caught me rather off guard with that one," he chuckled, earning the cool metal of the blade pressing down against his skin in return, she wasn't applying enough pressure to actually cut or hurt him, but the threat was clearly there.
"Don't make me use this blade on you, sir," she replied, "I would hate to further stain the fur rug that your filthy behind is currently occupying."
Robin felt the corners of his lips twitch in amusement, who knew that the princess would be so fiery, he had expected a weak and submissive maiden. Not a fully trained swordsman with an attitude problem, though he could hardly blame her, he was trying to kidnap her from her own chambers. "Okay love, drop the blade and I'm sure that we can come to some kind of arrangement."
"You make it sound as though you intend to play fair, but you're a pirate and I know better. As soon as I put down this sword, you take me as your hostage, prisoner, slave or whatever else it is that you might be needing me for," the woman quipped, showing that she had much more sense than to just go with whatever he told her. She was a smart one. "So, no sir, I certainly will not be dropping my weapon."
"I don't think you have much of a choice darling," Will stated, coming up behind her and holding a dagger against her throat, "do us all a favour and drop the sword before you hurt yourself, or our Captain for that matter."
"You make that claim as though you doubt my skills when it comes to wielding a blade, however, I think you may be forgetting my intention. If I hurt your Captain then it will be because I mean to do so."
"I have to say for a princess you don't half talk back. Since when are princess taught how to sword fight anyway?" Robin scoffed, staring up at the woman who was concentrating on both the blade at her neck and the one at his, "I thought it was all elocution lessons and tea drinking," he teased, making his voice sound posher than it actually was.
"I would love nothing more than to plunge this blade directly through your throat, is that lady alike enough for you sir?" she scoffed.
He could tell he'd hit a nerve and was beginning to think that they had picked the wrong princess to kidnap, he had a feeling that she was going to cause them more problems than she was worth. Robin was also aware that she was still straddling him in the most un-royal way he had ever encountered. But then again, she was unlike any woman he had ever known.
"Now, what I propose is, I let you, dear Captain, stand up and leave without me calling the guard or even saying anything about your presence in my chambers. Or, I just do away with all three of you before you even have the chance to…" the dark-haired woman slumped forward, dropping her sword as she fell against his chest and he looked up to see Will putting his dagger away.
"She was doing me nut in with all that yapping," he tutted, "now, pick her up and let's get out of here Robin."
Robin chuckled and looked down at the woman who was now passed out as she laid against him with her face buried against his shoulder. He knew that Will had most likely knocked her out with the handle of his weapon, not that he could blame him, he'd have done the same had he not been trapped underneath her with the cool metal of a sword pressed to his throat.
He sat up and readjusted her in his arms before hauling her over his shoulder and heading back to the window, preparing to climb down whilst still holding the princess. He didn't want to damage her any more on the way, he knew that she was going to have a sore head when she woke up, something which would probably make her even more irritable than she already was, that and the fact that she had been kidnapped by the men she was all too eager to fight off. He had to give her credit though, at least she hadn't played the part of a scared little mouse, he rather liked the fiery spirit she had exhibited.
He watched as the woman slept in his bed, his ship had already set sail and was moving further and further away from the mainland. The princess hadn't woken up since Will had knocked her out the night before, but Robin was quite certain she was going to be just fine, she was still breathing anyway. He had a feeling that in a couple of hours she would be waking up and causing them a whole world of unwanted trouble.
The princess was undeniably beautiful, her features were perfectly sculpted in a way that screamed royalty and yet, the way she had acted back at the castle hardly seemed royal and now looking at her, the clothes she wore didn't seem to be those of a princess. She was wearing a vibrant red code with ornate gold trim, the sleeves from her shirt were visible at each cuff and flowed out in that obnoxious way, it was what she was wearing on her bottom half that had him the most surprised. Paired with her outfit was a slim fitting pair of black trousers, certainly not the attire he assumed a princess would be wearing.
He didn't know the real reason the princess had never been allowed out in public and why none of Misthaven's subjects even knew what she looked like, but maybe he could find a way to get her to open up and tell him. He stood from the chair he'd been sitting in and made his way over to his desk, he picked up the bottle of rum that he's left there before opening the top drawer and taking out some smelling salts.
Once he'd opened the lid, he headed towards the bed where the princess was still sleeping and wafted the tin under her nose, resulting in her eyes snapping open as she woke almost immediately, her dark irises staring directly into his own. "Where am I?" she asked, shooting up and looking down at her attire before turning her attention back to Robin. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she screeched, swinging her legs around and climbing out of the bed. One of her hands went to the back of her head and she rubbed it gently as she walked towards the window just behind Robin's desk. "You have to be kidding me!"
"Okay, princess calm down."
"Would you just stop calling me that please," she groaned.
He thought for a moment that she was about to punch the wall she was so angry, he had to admit she was making him feel a little intimidated and that had never happened before. He was the captain, he should be the one doing the intimidating, he usually was, but it seemed that the princess had other ideas. "What would you prefer to be called?"
"Anything but that," she hissed, her hand diving into her jacket pocket and removing a golden compass which she looked at for a good while before turning back to him. "Where is this ship going?"
"I don't think I have to tell you that…"
"Where is the ship going?!" she yelled, her eyes crazy and terrifying, but Robin so easily undermined, he was the captain of the ship and she was their prisoner, she would do exactly what he said and he wouldn't be ordered around by some snooty princess who had her head shoved up her arse.
"Shut the fuck up and sit down! You're giving me a headache," he grumbled, glancing at the map on his desk. The sooner they got to their destination, the sooner he wouldn't have to deal with her in such close company. The only reason she was in his quarters for the meantime was to keep her safely away from all the other men on board, the last thing he needed was one of them trying something on with her. He needed to be able to return her in one piece back to her father, otherwise, he most likely wouldn't be as civil when it came to paying her ransom. That and Robin just wanted to make sure that no harm came to her, he wasn't your typical pirate.
"You mean like the one your crewman gave me earlier," she scoffed, "I can't believe he actually hit me around the head, how long have I even been knocked out for?" The princess perched back on the edge of the bed as she watched him.
"A while," Robin stated, glad that she had stopped yelling, it was beginning to drive him completely round the bend.
"This is one gigantic mess, you idiots have no idea what you've done," she complained, dropping back to lie on his bed as she tucked one hand behind her head. She didn't look scared or intimidated, in fact it almost seemed as though she were trying to take over, as though she thought she was the one in charge of the situation.
"What are you doing?" he asked, narrowing his eyes at the woman as she made herself more comfortable.
"Resting whilst I wait for the rescue party to come and slaughter you all," she hummed, her eyes closing as she snuggled into his pillow. Robin was left flabbergasted and staring at her with an open mouth, he had been totally shocked by her behaviour. In fact, not a single second in her presence would have led him to believe that she was actually a princess.
With one last glance towards her, he shook his head and sauntered out of the room and up to the deck where he knew that the rest of the men would be hard at work maintaining the ship and making sure that they were going in the right direction. He spotted Will at the helm and headed towards him, running a hand through his hair in an attempt to calm himself down, "that woman is a bloody nightmare, I don't know what the hell we were thinking taking her. She is going to make me do something I regret if I have to listen to her for a moment more," Robin complained, spotting the amused expression on his first mate's face. "Something funny?"
"Not at all Captain, it's just, she's not the meek little submissive girl you were expecting her to be."
"Don't I know it," he groaned, leaning against the wheel as he looked out across the large expanse of ocean, "that woman is proving to be much more trouble than the reward is worth."
"Maybe, maybe not. I'm sure the king will be willing to pay a pretty penny for Princess Snow's safe return. If there is one thing I do know, Old King Leo's prize possession is that girl, his daughter is everything to him and he will be willing to give his right arm for her safe return, mark my words."
"Let's just hope that you're right for once Will, we can't afford this to go wrong, the people back home are starting to feel the strain from our fruitless travels, they're suffering day by day," Robin sighed. It was hard when he was forced to remember the reason they had turned to piracy in the first place, they weren't your average run of the mill pirates. They stole from the rich and gave to the poor, making sure that everyone was well taken care of.
No one else was going to do it.
It was up to them to make sure that families had enough food on their plates, doctors received all the medical supplies they might need and farmers had the right animals and crops. All of those things required money, money that Robin nor the men on his ship had in their own pockets, so they had to take it from others. Steal it from people who had so much gold they didn't even know what to do with it. People like King Leopold.
The King had never been wise when it came to investing his money in his subjects, he taxed them and stole from them, but wasn't all that willing to give them anything in return. Not on the island Robin was from anyway, maybe the people on the main isles of Misthaven fared better, but it wasn't them he was doing this for, it was the people of Sherwood, the people who deserved more and yet they had been forgotten about.
Princess Snow was the key to their prosperity, they needed her.
"Are we on course?" Robin questioned, picking up his spyglass and taking a look through it, seeing only the sea for miles and miles in each direction. When he first boarded a boat, he hated it and became seasick, but over the years he had grown accustomed to feeling the wave lap against the sides of the boat as it rocked in the giant ocean.
"We seem to be making good time, if the wind remains in our favour we should reach the island by tomorrow morning," Will stated confidently as he concentrated on making sure that everyone was doing what they were supposed to.
Robin simply nodded in return, he was confident that Will had everything under control and doubted that his presence was even required. The truth was though he was a little worried about having another run-in with the intimidating princess, he didn't really fancy having his head bitten off again. Reluctantly, he headed below deck and made his way towards his chambers.
Not bothering to knock he simply pushed the door open to reveal the princess stood in her bloomers alone as she cleaned herself up at the sink, she didn't seem alarmed by his entrance and carried on with her actions. Robin's eyes widened as he stared at her bare torso, her perky breasts weren't even covered and neither was the smooth expanse of her stomach. He swallowed heavily and forced himself to look away from her stunning beauty, "your majesty, would you please put some clothes on?"
"I'm sure I don't have anything you haven't seen before," she scoffed as he heard her squeeze the water out of the cloth she had used, "they're just breast captain, no need to blush."
He looked up at her, scowling at the way she was teasing him, it wasn't funny and he couldn't believe she was behaving in such a way. She certainly wasn't the prim and proper princess he had expected to kidnap, most high society women kept their bodies totally covered at all times, but the princess seemed to like the attention. "I don't think this is any way for you to be behaving."
She snorted in laughter as she reached for her white blouse, forgoing the corset as she pulled the shirt over her head and turned to look at him, "anyone would think that you were disappointed because I'm not afraid of you. I'm surprised you've lasted this long as a pirate, you're hardly ruthless. In fact, I don't think I have seen one thing from you which made me think, well, he's a scary pirate."
"Don't go there, milady, you need to stop now before you make me do something I might regret."
"Is that so?" she breathed, making her way towards him as she plated with the tassels on her shirt, most of the buttons were still undone which meant that Robin could see pretty much everything. "Maybe I'd like to push you to breaking point," she whispered, "I think I want to see what happens when you get angry, Captain."
He stared at her in shock, feeling his heart rate pick up, not only was she teasing him, but she was tempting him as well. She knew exactly what she was doing and if she wasn't careful he would be picking her up and throwing her on the bed. His resolve was slowly beginning to slip away as her fingers brushed over his chest. He grabbed her wrist, halting her movements as he shook his head, "I don't think you want this princess, I'm sure you wouldn't just give your maidenhood to a pirate and be spoilt before you were returned to your father."
"My maidenhood?" she sniggered, "that was taken a long time ago, I can assure you. I'm no virgin princess."
"You need to stop."
"Why? Can't control yourself? Are you having trouble with keeping the flag down?" she giggled, managing to free her hand from his grasp and trail her fingers down his body before cupping his manhood, "seems I'm right," she grinned, "I'm also impressed by…"
He cut off her words as he slammed his mouth against hers, kissing her fiercely as he lifted her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around him and moaned against his lips, returning the kiss with just as much fire as Robin was providing. He tried to walk them over to the bed but found himself pinning her against the wall, giving her the opportunity to grind against him as they exchanged tongue filled kisses. She was right, she certainly wasn't inexperienced when it came to sexual pleasure.
"There he is, show me more of that ruthless pirate," she ordered, "I want you to own me."
Fuck. What was she doing to him, she was turning him crazy, he was going insane with how much he needed to be inside her. He needed to feel her hot, wet pussy surrounding his hard cock. He couldn't control it, he just had to have her. He carried her over to the bed and dropped her down on the mattress, she bounced and landed with her head in the pillows, laughing as she beckoned him forward with her finger.
"Come."
He didn't need to be told twice, quickly he removed his shirt, watching as she began to remove her own clothes, "are you sure…"
"How many times do you have to…"
"I was just checking," he rolled his eyes, sensing that she had been about to tell him off once again merely for asking if this was what she actually wanted. He might be a pirate, but taking a woman against her will was something he would never do. Once all his clothes were off he turned to look at her and realised that she was lying on his bed fully naked with her hand between her thighs, her fingers rubbing her clit. "Fuck," Robin groaned. She was, without a doubt, the most stunning woman he had ever seen. "I need you right now!"
"Well, come and take me then."
Later that day after a fully satisfying morning spent in bed with the princess, Robin finally dragged himself out of his quarters and back to the deck. He caught Will's eye right away and cast him a cheeky grin as he hopped up the small set of stairs that led to the ship's wheel.
"What you smirking at?" the first mate asked, his eyes narrowing as he observed the captain, trying to find out what was going on. "Come on, spill Robin, you can't go around looking like that and not tell. You were in there with the girl an awfully long time. You better not have taken the princess's innocence."
"Trust me mate, she wasn't all that innocent. In fact, I can safely say she is one of the more experienced women I have had the pleasure of keeping company with."
"You mean you poked her. Robin!"
"She was begging for it, what was I supposed to do, I couldn't help it, I couldn't say no to the lass, she was just… she was all over me."
"That lass is the princess of Misthaven and she was supposed to be our prisoner, not your fuck buddy! Have you lost your goddamn mind, Robin?"
"Whatever, but she wasn't a virgin anyway…"
"Doesn't mean you should just have sex with her though," he tutted, shaking his head before looking back to the map, "the sooner they pay the ransom and she's out of our hair the better. The last thing we need is for you to be distracted by your cock."
"Shut up and show the Captain some respect," Little John tutted as he came over to them, smacking Will round the back off the head, "I don't know what you were talking about, but what I do know, is that most Captains would make their men walk the plank if they talked to them like that."
"Thank you, John," Robin smirked smugly, raising a single eyebrow at Will who was offering him up a grade-a death stare.
"No one asked your opinion porky."
"What did you just call me? You scrawny little arsehole," the giant of a man took hold of Will's shirt and lifted him clean off the ground. Robin had to fight off the urge to laugh at the way Will's legs dangled helplessly.
"Okay men, enough of that, we have a ship to maintain and…"
"A princess to guard?"
Robin turned to see the princess climbing up the stairs to the platform, "how in God's name did you get out of my chambers?"
"Maybe I'm handy when it comes to picking a lock," she winked as she moved over to the wheel and ran her hands over the wood, caressing it gently before moving over to the railings, "I needed some fresh air, it was too stuffy in your cramped room. For a Captain's quarters it is a little small," she taunted.
"Forgive me your majesty, but A, why do you know how to pick a lock? And B, how do you even have the first idea of what a Captain's quarters should look like?"
"Well, in answer to your questions sir," she moved closer to him, playing with the collar on his shirt, "I learnt how to pick a lock when I was around eleven and my mother insisted in locking me in my room. I wanted to play outside, so I learnt how to get my way out. As for the Captain's quarters, I've been in many."
Robin just stared at her, he didn't really know what to say in response, he knew that he should say something witty in return but he just couldn't think straight. The sun was surrounding her as the sea provided the perfect backdrop, her dark curls blew in the wind and her cheeks were rosy from the cool sea air. He had never seen a more beautiful woman. "I suppose a little bit of fresh air won't hurt, it's not as though you can escape anywhere." One of his crewmen letting out a loud wolf whistle broke him out of his trance.
"True," she grinned, turning around to admire the view.
That evening, as the sun was beginning to disappear on the horizon, Robin stood behind the ship's wheel. The princess had explored earlier, but now she was sitting on a blanket as she gazed off in the same direction he was. They stayed there in silence, just about catching the odd conversation from the men on the deck below. He heard her sigh and then she looked over her shoulder at him, "let me have a go at that," she quipped, standing from the floor and brushing her hands over her pants before coming over to the wheel.
"I don't think so, you'll have us at the bottom of the ocean."
"I highly doubt that. Just let me have a go, please."
Robin shook his head and stepped back a little from the wheel, allowing her to walk to up it and place her hands back on the wood as if she knew what she was doing. "I take it that you've been on a ship before.
"Of course, I have, I've even steered a ship before, I know what I'm doing."
"For a princess who has been locked inside the palace for most of her life, you sure do know a lot of things. And the whole lost innocence thing, how did that…"
"I was seventeen and he was a stable boy, we made love for the first time at the Summer Place," she answered, "I was so in love with him," she sighed, a sad smile playing on her features, making Robin pause for a moment. A princess in love with a stable boy would surely be forbidden, he couldn't help but think that she had been punished for her wrongdoings.
"What happened to him?"
"He died," she breathed, "there was a storm and one of the horses spooked, Daniel tried to calm him down and was crushed," she whispered in somewhat of a trance, "I found him the next morning and that changed me. I don't know why I'm telling you all this."
"I'm sorry for your loss."
"So am I. Can we talk about something else please?" she asked, cleaning her throat, obviously trying to stop herself from becoming emotional whilst talking about her first love.
"We can," Robin agreed, trying to think of something to talk about, but she beat him to it.
"So, do tell why you thought that it would be a good idea to kidnap me? What are you planning on doing with me, other than fucking me."
"Well, I didn't plan on doing that, trust me…"
"Let me guess, you thought that I would be a pretty little virgin, scared to even go within a mile of you?" she laughed, causing his eyes to widen. That noise was almost hypnotising, she had the most sensual yet cute laugh he had ever heard in his life.
"Something like that."
"So, what were your intentions?"
"The plan was to kidnap you and have your father pay a ransom for your return."
"I see," she nodded, turning the wheel a bit before straightening up again. Robin recognised that she was working on navigating the stars in comparison to the map that he had laid down beside the wheel. "So how much were you going to have him give you for me? I'm curious to see what you think I'm worth to daddy dearest."
"I should think it would be a rather large sum."
"Hmm," she shrugged, glancing back down at the map again, "so, we're heading towards Sherwood then I presume?"
"You're too nosy for your own good princess."
"You're not the first person to tell me that Captain," she winked.
Will had taken over at the helm whilst Robin and the princess retreated back to his quarters. They talked for hours, telling various stories, Robin was the one doing most of the talking but she seemed quite content just listening to what it was that he had to say. She'd talked about her childhood and what it was like growing up as a royal, discussing the expectations placed upon her, ones that she always felt that she could never meet.
"My mother always expected me to be refined, the image of class, but that just wasn't me," she shrugged, taking a swig from his flask of rum. "I've never been fond of the girly dresses and tea parties. I'd much have preferred to go outside and ride my horse or climb a tree. My mother said that was unacceptable and that I was a girl, not a boy. When she died, I guess I just rebelled," she chuckled.
Robin watched her in awe, he hadn't been expecting this, hadn't expected to feel anything towards the woman, he'd thought it would be a simple business transaction, no feelings involved. The more he got to know her, the more that changed, he knew that he needed to remember that she was a princess and totally out of his league, but he couldn't stop himself from being drawn to her. "Well, I'm rather glad that you opted out of the girly dresses, do you know how hard it would have been to carry you out of your bedroom window in one of those," he joked, seeing a slight smile gracing her lips at his statement.
She stared at him, her dark eyes seeming to bore into his very soul as she shook her head, "I have to say Captain, you aren't like most men," she breathed, running her tongue over her bottom lip as she looked from him to the bed.
He followed her line of sight and worked out what she was wanting, "how about we move this somewhere more comfortable?"
"You read my mind Captain," she grinned, standing from her chair and reaching out to pull him with her. Once they reached the edge of the bed, she reached out and started to undo his shirt, her fingertips brushing over the plains of his chest and then his abdomen as she pulled the material over his head and tossed it to the floor, her lips immediately seeking out his as she kissed him, going slower than they had earlier that day as she caressed his cheek gently.
He gripped her hair, running his fingers through the silky tresses before moving around to her shirt and slowly undoing each button. They continued to exchange slow kisses until they were fully undressed. Robin perched on the edge of the bed whilst she carefully straddled his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck as her lips found his once again.
Robin ran his hands over her back and that was when he felt the marks embedded into her skin, he furrowed his eyebrows and broke the kiss, he was about to say something but she was quicker than he was and leapt off him, scrambling for something to cover herself as her face turned red and she dropped down into the seat that was behind his desk. "Are you alright?"
"Just be quiet," she ordered, finding her shirt and pulling it over her head, once she dressed again she came back over to the bed and got under the covers, lying facing the wall with her back to him. "I'm tired, I'm just going to go to sleep."
She obviously didn't want to talk about it, but there was no hiding what he felt, "did someone hurt you?" Robin asked, reaching out to touch her, only for her to flinch and pull even further away from him, clearly not wanting his hands on her. He went quiet for a while and simply stared at her back in the darkness, contemplating what it could have been that he felt, he didn't have the slightest clue what it was, or why a princess would have such marks. She obviously wasn't going to tell him, so he decided it would be better if he just left the issue for now and went to sleep.
The next morning Robin was the first to rouse, his eyes flickered open and he realised that he had his arm wrapped securely around the princess's waist, she was tucked safely against his chest. He glanced down at her and saw that her shirt had ridden up, exposing her back. What he saw made him gasp as his heart clenched.
There were clear scars on her back, deep scars that could only be from one thing. She'd been flogged and by the looks of things it had been to within an inch of her life. He swallowed heavily as his finger traced one of the wounds, she groaned a little and wriggled away from his touch. It was then that he also noticed a small crown above two black letters tattooed to on her hip, 'RM'.
She stirred and turned around, her eyes opening slowly as she looked up at him, as soon as her eyes met his she shot up in bed, pulling her shirt down immediately, "you saw them didn't you."
"Yes, I saw them. Who did that to you?"
"It was a long time ago now, it doesn't matter. They healed."
"I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to tell me the full truth, no lies."
"Fine," she huffed, "ask away if it's going to make you feel any better."
"I will do exactly…"
"Captain!" Will yelled from outside the bedroom, "we have a major problem on deck right now!"
Robin groaned, "you stay here," he ordered, climbing out of bed and pulling his pants on before grabbing a shirt and heading for the door.
"I don't think so," she scoffed, finding her own pants and wriggling into them before following him.
"Do you ever listen?"
"Why do you think I got those marks?" she grumbled.
Robin opened the door coming face to face with Will, he didn't appreciate the intrusion, he was finally getting somewhere with the woman he wasn't so sure was the princess after all. He was beginning to think that she had been playing them, there had been enough clues that she wasn't Princess Snow, the marks on her back and the tattoo were just the icing on top of the cake. "There better be mutiny on that deck or so help me god you'll be walking the plank for interrupting us!"
"Just get your ass up there, Captain. Now." Will shook his head as he scurried up to the main deck.
Robin followed him with the princess following on closely behind him. Instead of being met with a mutiny, he was met with the sight of another pirate ship pulled up along the side of theirs, their crew already on board. "Jefferson!" The woman shouted, walking over to one of the men, "about time you men showed yourselves. You better have been taking care of my ship and the princess for me whilst I was gone."
"Of course, we were Captain," the man nodded and she grinned at him before smacking him on the back and taking the hat off his head in favour of putting it on her own.
"Care to explain what the fuck is going on?" Robin asked, walking over to her.
She simply grinned and held her hand out, "Captain Regina Mills, thank you for your hospitality, it has been most enjoyable. However, I must return to my vessel."
"Wait, you're…"
"She's a bloody pirate!"
Do you think that the next part will be in Regina's perspective? Would you like it to be, or do you want it to continue with Robin? Please let me know what you thought of part one! :) Thanks for reading!