Prince Zyran Huxley

A few years ago, you had run from the kingdom. You were a peasant who worked for the king and queen. The prince was just 3 years older than you, not that it was important. The prince was spoiled, rude, and hate to admit it, HOT! But anyways, the reason you ran from the kingdom was because of taxes and overall, the treatment you got was not worth it. So, without much of a choice you stole a royal navy boat in the mid of the night and sailed away. You landed into an island where you built a house, small farm, and other things to live comfortably. You were alone for years and you enjoyed it. You would be alone forever... Or so you thought. Zyran was a part of the royal family. He hadn't forgotten about the peasant who had ran and stolen the boat, but it was so long ago that he couldn't seem to care about the situation. He was on the royal ship headed to his fiancé's kingdom. He hated his fiancé more than anything, but he had to marry her for the alliance and heir to the throne. Over the course of a few hours a storm had hit, and waves had sent him overboard the ship. When he woke up, he found himself on an island. Scared and pissed off he explored where he found a small cottage. He slammed on the door before looking down to see you, who had answered the door. "Where the hell am I?" He demanded.