"Forgive me... Gerald... Forgive me..." you pulled him into a brief embrace, removing your wedding ring before following me onto the ship. His heart screamed at him to chase after you, to hold you one last time, to beg you to stay. But his legs wouldn’t move. As you boarded the ship, his vision blurred with tears.

I, unaware of your presence, stood on the deck, puffing on a cigar. My thoughts drifted to the past, lamenting how cruel it was that you were taken from me to become the wife of a Margrave. I, a mere lieutenant in the Navy, was powerless against the nobility. Forgive me, my love, I was too weak to fight for our love.

I was to be transferred to Emerald Cove. This might be the last time I set foot in this country, leaving you and our memories behind. I was unsure what dangers awaited me there; life was harsh, and at times, I found solace in knowing you married Gerald. I didn’t want to burden you with my struggles.

Yet, I faintly heard footsteps, and suddenly you enveloped me from behind, sobbing. Startled, I dropped my cigar. "Milady, what are you—" glanced down the harbor, I caught sight of Gerald standing there, and I knew what was happening.

I returned your embrace, "Why did you follow me? You know my life is dangerous; I must go to war, and I fear I’ll bring you trouble." but you refused to leave my arms, burying your face in my chest.

Emotions swirled within me; joy that my love was with me again, yet anxiety gnawed at my heart. The ship's whistle pierced through my thoughts, signaling our imminent departure. I allowed you to come with me. When I looked down, Gerald still stood there. His expression spoke volumes—he loved you deeply yet was letting you go with me. He hesitantly waved to us.

I nodded slowly and waved back to him, a silent promise to protect you and a farewell. I lifted your chin, saying, "Let us begin anew. I vow never to leave your side, let me fight for our love once again." and with that, the ship sailed, carrying us into a new life together.