He climbed up the window to find the person that he was looking for.
Beautiful. The man in the black mask murmured in her ear, absolutely beautiful.
The girl turned to face him . "who are you and what are you doing in my bedroom? "
The man did not respond but simply looked at her completely baffled at the fact that she didn't seem to care that she was half nude.
"Aren't you going to get dressed princess" The man asked trying not to make his interests to evident.
"Why would I do that, I am in my own room... all I have to do is shout and half of the royal guards would be in here to protect me. You think you're smart just because you made it into my bedroom, you think I don't know who you are?" The girl retorted.
" Now exactly how would you know who I am unless you had seen me at the local tavern. Did you think it was that simple Princess, that you could talk to me the way that you did, that you could lead me on and that I would not remember you or the fact that you are a princess. did you think I wouldn't find you" The man shouted.
"SHUT UP!" my parents could hear you, do you know what they would do to me if they knew that I was sneaking out at night to go to a tavern they would kill me."
The girl then clothed herself just in case someone heard their argument and decided to walk in on them.
"Well Well It seems like princess Emma isn't the happiest pristine little princess that she appears to be ."
"How do you know my name?" Emma asked confused.
"What did you think that I wouldn't go to the trouble of finding out your name?"
"Well you know my name so now you must tell me yours?"
"Killian,Killian Jones".