Maria. That is her name. The city brat moving into Moonacre Manor. Maria Merryweather. Ugh I hate those people. Why can't they just all die? Because of that stupid demon dog protecting them...and that curse. Stupid curse. I curse that curse. Father is having me go after her and try to capture her to bring her back to Denoir Mansion. This will be fun...

I get to London just in time for the despicable Merryweather's funeral. I'm leaning against a column in the pagoda looking out at the scene, a girl with beautiful auburn hair and an old woman. The girl, Maria I presume, drops a flower on top of her father's coffin then goes and lays one on the grave beside it. Just then she turns my way and spots me. I feel a strong hand pull me back.

"Robin! Get back! She spotted you, birdboy." my friend Travis says.

"Be quiet Travis!" I shrugged him off. "It's not like she knows who I am. Plus it was part of the plan." I lied.

"Part of the plan." he says slowly.

"Yes."

"To get caught?"

"No you oaf. To make her paranoid." I grasped from thin air, smirking. I am the master of lies. And smirking. Sixteen years being trained to be the heir to the Denoir throne makes you pick up a few skills, such as lying and charming. Not to mention I am pretty handsome. I mean, everytime I walk by a girl, she swoons. With my curly brown hair peeking out of my trademark bowler hat and my all leather apparel with feathers, I am quite the looker. I jolted back into reality when Travis started pulling me away from the funeral procession.

"What the hell?!" I spluttered.

"Did you not just listen to everything I just said?" he asked, not surprised.

"No." I don't deny.

"I said that I am hungry and that we have time to spare if we are breaking in tonight." I just follow along. I'm used to him always being hungry. Hell i am always hungry, even during a mission. Plus, like he said, we do have time to spare.

We walked right in through the front door, the caretaker, whose name I found was Ms. Heliotrope, was asleep on the couch not aware of our stealthy break-in. We moved upstairs towards her room, opening the door silently. I walk over to Maria's bed, while Travis searches around the room. We are looking for the moonpearls, a magical pearl necklace that grants wishes that the Merryweathers stole over 100 years ago.

I look at the necklace around her neck. No. I let my eyes take her in. Flowing red hair, pale porcelin skin, and petite frame. If I didn't hate the Merryweathers, I'd find her very attractive. I walked back over to Travis and shook my head signaling that I hadn't found anything, and he did the same, so we left just as silently as we came.

The next day, she and her annoying caretaker left the awful city. Me and Travis were waiting at the ready by the gates to Merryweather Manor, where we would snatch the two.

I heard the carriage coming down the old dirt road and me and Travis got into our places. Digweed, the Merryweather's servant, got off to unlock the gate, oblivious to everything going to happen. We jumped at the opportunity. I tried grabbing the petite girl and almost had her out of the carriage when i felt this sharp pain in my hand. I let go to find that the little witch cut me with a sewing needle! She's going to pay for that next time I see her.

The carriage lurched and Travis and I both fell off, him mostly from getting beat up with an umbrella.

I ran to the closing gates and screamed. God is father going to kill me now.