The story begins on a small countryside outside of the beautiful country of Florin. On this countryside lives a handsome young boy by the name of Smitty. Now Smitty has a fairly simple life, riding his horse, sewing clothes, cooking, and going into town for his mother to buy bread and vegetables.

He wouldn't do most of the hard work in the field or the house, that was left to the simple man who worked there. The man's name was John, but Smitty never called him that. He only ever called him "Farmboy" whenever he wanted something.

"Farmboy," He would say, "put my horse in the stable and polish it saddle, I want to see my face in it by morning." And John would only have one response, "As you wish."

"Farmboy," He said one day, carrying two empty buckets and placing them in front of the man who was currently cutting firewood, "Fill these with water." John stares at him with a knowing smile. "Please." Smitty finishes.

"As you wish." He whispered. And it was then that Smitty knew that when John said 'As you wish' he was actually saying 'I love you'. And it was quite a day when he realized that he loved him back. Smitty had been in the house making the bread for him and his family when John walked in and placed wooden stakes next to the door.

"Farmboy," The shorter man called out before the other could leave, John turned to him. His eyes darted around the room to find something for the farmboy to do. "Fetch me that pitcher?" He asked, looking at the pitcher above him he could easily reach. The taller walked over to the other man so they stood face to face and slowly reached up to grab the pitcher off the hook it was on and held it to the other.

"As you wish." He whispered and Jaren felt his breath on his lips. Smitty took it and smiled widely at him. John moved his hand up to brush away Smitty's hair from his face, leaving his palm to rest on his cheek before he leaned in and pressed his lips to Smitty's, sharing their first of many true loves kisses.

John had no money and therefore could not marry his love, so he set out to find work overseas, hoping to find fortunes to care for Smitty and himself. He packed his bag and said his goodbyes, promising that one day he would return.

"I fear I'll never see you again." Smitty revealed, tear threatening to spill from his eyes.

"Of course you will, I'll be back before you know it," John replied hugging his love close, pressing a kiss to his shoulder.

"But what if something happens to you?" He asked, and John pulls his face away to look him in the eyes.

"Here this now: I will always come for you."

"But how can you be sure?" The tears are close to making their way down Smitty's face.

"This is true love. You think this happens everyday?" John said while brushing hair from his lovers face with a reassuring smile resting on his lips. Soon that smile raised into one of true happiness and Smitty couldn't help but smile back at the man he fell so deeply in love with before they leaned into a small kiss.

John never reached his destination. His ship was attacked by the Dread Pirate Notorious, who never left captives alive. When Smitty got the news that John was murdered, he locked himself in his room, not eating nor sleeping for days.

"I will never love again." He said to himself, feeling dead inside.

5 years had past and the main of Florin square was filled as never before to hear the announcement of the great Prince Fitz's husband-to-be. The sound of trumpets rang out through the square and a man standing at 6'5 walked out on top of the highest tower on the castle. He wore a red outfit and a crown and stood looking out over the sea of commoners.

"My people," The man, Fitz, said. "a month from now, our country will have it's five hundredth anniversary. On that sundown, I shall marry a Lord who was once a commoner like yourselves, but perhaps you will not find him common now. Would you like to meet him?" Cheers and applause rang out through the square.

"My people," Fitz raises his hand to gesture to an entrance to the square covered with a red carpet lined with white flowers. "The Prince Smitty."

The towns people all turn to see a man in all white walk through the entrance and onto the carpet, his cape dragging behind him. The people start to bow down as he makes his way to the top of the stairs leading into the crowd. He looked around sadly finally resting his eyes on the prince staring down at him. His emptiness had consumed him, and although the law of the land gave Fitz the right to choose his husband, he did not love him.

Despite Fitz's reassurance that he would grow to love him, the only joy he found was in his daily ride. One day as he rode through the forest, his red cape and blouse blowing in the wind, he came upon three people standing in the road, one of them was very short with a balaclava covering his mouth, and a sword at his side, the other was a women who had a regal looking white blouse and black dress pants that went well with her boots. The last of them was a big man with dark skin who looked very friendly, unlike his associates.

"A word, my lord?" The woman spoke as Smitty stopped his horse. "We are but poor, lost circus performers, is there perhaps a village nearby?"

"There is nothing nearby, not for miles." Smitty provided helpfully. The look on the woman's voice turned sinister as the big man approached him.

"The there will be no one to hear you scream." The man raised his hand and grabbed the prince by the neck, hitting a certain pressure point that made him fall unconscious before he could get out even a simple 'help'.

Soon the man was loaded onto a ship and the woman was ripping off a patch of cloth from a cape with an emblem sewn onto it. Once it is ripped of the woman pins it to the horses saddle and the short man, who was helping load the ship stood at the side and spoke up.

"What is that you are ripping?" He asks.

"It's fabric from the uniform of an army officer from Gildir." She responds.

"Who is Gilder?" The big man asks as he holds the prince bridle style.

"The country across the sea. The sworn enemy of Florin." The woman says like it's the most obvious thing in the world. She hits the horse and yells 'go' and the horse starts to ride back to the castle.

"Once the horse reaches the castle, the fabric will make Prince Fitz suspect that they were the ones who abducted his love, and when he finds his body dead on the Gilder frontier, his suspicions will be totally confirmed."

"Woah woah woah, you never said anything about killing anyone." The big man said, eyebrows furrowed.

"I hired you to help me start a war, this is a prestigious line of work, with a long and glorious tradition." The woman says, picking at her nails.

"I just don't think it's right, killing an innocent boy." The woman looks up at the man in front of her.

"Am I going mad? Or did the word 'think' escape you lips?" She says, raising her voice. "You were NOT hired for your brains, you hippopotamic landmass!"

"I agree with Grizzy." The small man says, jumping over the port side of the small ship and walking to the stern.

"Oh the sot has spoken!" She turns to follow the man to the stern and she climbs up the captains quarters. "What happens to him is not your concern, Eric, I will kill him, and remember this, NEVER FORGET THIS;" She screams at him, pointing at him making him lean over the edge of the ship. "When I found you, you were some slobbering drunk and high off your arse, you could even buy brandy or marijuana!

"And you!" She turns to the big man, Grizzy. "Friendless, brainless, helpless, hopeless! Do you want me to send you back to where you were?! Unemployed in Greenland?!" She walks off to the bow of the ship, leaving a distressed Grizzy and a disgruntled Eric left to help his friend.

"That Tobi, she can fuss." He says, putting an emphasis on the word 'fuss'.

"Fuss, fuss," Grizzy says to himself before he smiles. "I think she likes to scream at us!" He puts emphasis on 'us'.

"She probably means no harm."

"She's very very short on...charm!" The two of them are both smiling now.

"You have a great gift for rhyme!" Eric tells the other man.

"Yes yes, some of the time."

"Enough of that!" Tobi yells at the two men.

"Grizzy, are there rocks ahead?" Eric asks, trying to irk the woman who was at the bow.

"If there are, we'll all be dead!"

"No more rhymes now, I mean it!" Tobi says, getting angry again.

"Anybody want a peanut?" A yell erupts from the woman who looks like she's ready to strangle the two as the boat sets off into the sunset.