I walked up to my favorite spot. Not so far off the path, past a patch of trees. Once I stepped my foot down on the grass of the open space, my entire body halted as I looked at the figure of a woman sitting at the edge of my favorite cliff.

Her brown hair blew gently in the breeze . The sword in the grass at her size glinted in the sunlight. She turned her head looking back at me. Her eyes were pale blue like clear pools of water. She was enchanting.

She stood slowly, her cloak flowed with the with the wind as it started to blow harder. She smiled at me .

I stood there breathless at her beauty.

"Hello," She said standing close, so very close.

I took in a breath. "Hey," I said quietly, completely mesmerized by her.

"I'm Sparrow," She said.

"Asev."

She smiled charmingly. My heart felt like it was doing flips. My stomach had butterflies.

"I-it's a pleasure to meet you, miss Sparrow," I breathed, taking her hand and kissing it.

She giggled.

My eyes drifted up to her face once again, being captured by her eyes.

She brushed some hair out of her face. When I noticed the ring on her finger my heart sank. Who is she married to.

I heard a bang, after a split second. My body went cold and I fell into the dark embrace of death.

"Reaver, what the hell," Sparrow yelled.

"Can't have other men taking what is mine now can I," He stated walking over to Sparrow.

Sparrow turned her head away as he stepped over the lifeless corpse. Reaver pulled Sparrow to him, placing a hand under her chin, he brought her to look at him. Sparrow looked into his emerald green eyes.

"What am I ever going to do with you," She asked smiling.

"Hm, How about this," Reaver suggested pulling her into a passionate kiss.

Sparrow kissed him back lacing one arm around his neck and entwining her fingers with his.

Their rings glinted in the sun as it came from behind the clouds.

"I love you," Sparrow purred lovingly after pulling away.

"I know you do, who doesn't," Reaver chuckled running his gloved hand over her head. "Now come along love. We have things to do, people to kill, beds to dirty."

Sparrow rolled her eyes playfully before running over to the edge of the cliff. She grabbed her sword and jumped right off the edge. Reaver smirked deviously as he walked towards the edge.

"Come on slowpoke," Sparrow yelled from the deck of Reaver's ship.

Reaver rolled his eyes before holstering his pistol then jumping and landing in the crows nest. He made his way down to the deck, making his way over to Sparrow. They both walked to the helm of the ship.

Reaver yelled out orders to his men as he steered the ship away from the cliffs. One arm wrapped around Sparrow pulling her to him. He looked at her a charming smile cast over his lips.

Sparrow wrapped her arms around the King of Thieves. She closed her eyes snuggling closer to him as he steered the ship.

Sparrow smiled happily leaving Albion, for now.