The castle was huge and beautiful, it was everything Jane imagined a castle would be. They were greeted by some servants and of course Reaver winked at the pretty maids. Then they entered the throne room where a tall man with a menacing look was sitting in a fancy chair, "Greetings Master Reaver." His voice was soft but stern.

Reaver and Jane bowed down, "Greetings your majesty."

Jane knew exactly who this man was, "Greetings King Logan."

Jane, Reaver and King Logan walk to what looked like a study with a big map of Albion in the middle. After almost an hour of discussion between Reaver and Logan Jane had begun to get bored really bored. Her feet hurt from standing and she stared at the 3d map and begun to wonder what the sandy colored part of the map was when she subconsciously walked into Reaver, "Sorry." He turned around and she instantly felt small with Logan and Reaver's eyes peering down at her.

"Who is this?" Logan asked looking down at the frightened girl.

"She's my...fiancé." it was obvious Reaver had to keep quiet about the arrangement between the two.

Jane was startled by the words and realized what he was doing, "Yes." Was all she said.

Reaver smirked, "Why don't you go walk around in the gardens, dear." Jane nodded and disappeared.

The gardens were beautiful she walked around and greeted the nobles who were dressed in fancy dresses and powdered wigs. Then she saw the prince holding hands and running around with his lady friend but something strange happened, the two made eye contact for 5 seconds until a dogs happy bark had them go their separate ways.

It had been almost 3 hours and Jane had her fill of the castle so she snuck away to Bowerstone market she looked at all the people and forgot what it had been like to be around so many people. Jane found herself walking to a jewelry stand there she found a necklace with a bear pendant.

Then Jane wondered into the pub where she was met by a very handsome young man with blond hair, "Do I know you?" was all he asked but in a kind tone.

Jane kept herself from blushing, "I don't believe we've met."

He charmingly smiled, "Well to not know such a pretty face is such a shame."

"Okay, well I'm Jane."

"Ben finn at your service madam." He shook her hand, "May I buy you a drink."

After some drinks Jane could feel herself getting drunk, "No I've never seen a balverine hump a pig, Ben" she laughed at his jokes and he was quite the storyteller.

"Okay well enough about my amazing stories and ridiculous questions. Tell me about yourself."

Jane coughed and her chest begun to get tight, then to her luck music started playing, "Let's dance!" they stumbled and laughed.

After they had their fill of dancing and drinking things started getting serious, "Jane you look like a fighter."

Jane laughed, "Well I can shoot pretty damn well."

Ben looked at her revolver, "oh can you now?"

"Even when I'm drunk." Jane said proudly.

Suddenly Ben took her hand and they ran to the back of the pub, "Show me then." He lined up old bottles and smiled, "And if you miss one you have to kiss me."

"I will try my hardest not to miss any of them then." Jane pulled out her dragonstomper and aimed even in the dark she could see the glare of the bottles. After 5 shots she hit them all and smirked, "Guess we don't have to kiss."

Then there was a loud bang and a shot of pain ran down her arm, "What's this about kissing?" Reaver stepped out of the shadows and aimed the gun straight at ben who tried to help Jane up, "If you touch her you'll regret it." He walked over to Jane and pressed a finger into her bullet wound, "Oh, I'm sorry does that hurt?" he only got a scream of pain in response.

Reaver then pointed the gun at Ben, "No Reaver." Jane was on her feet bleeding badly.

"No? I guess you don't want that gold."

"Reaver I know more about you then you think." That got his attention and in flash he was dragging her by her good arm leaving her to look at a shocked Ben Finn.