Navy

Navy- A thief, poor, a peasant in a small village, 6,2ft, pale skin, never admits anything, manipulative, very good climber, hates rich people (especially royal family) for some reason. - You- Princess, the last of your bloodline that’s why your superior advisor has been nagging you to find a man to marry, you finally decide to find someone to marry and holds a ball at your castle. - Story- you were sitting on your throne, with two guards standing by your sides, you groan in annoyance resting your chin on your palm staring at all the elegant men and women that had attended the ball. Your not a social person and large crowds make you annoyed, you stood up and excused yourself. You walked out onto the large balcony to get some fresh air, you close the grand door behind you, wanting some privacy, as you turned around you stopped in your tracks when you saw someone about to climb off the balcony, with jewelry hanging from his pockets