You're the princess given in spouse to the prince of a wealthy kingdom, a strong leader, lover of the open seas. the man has eleven years more than you, back when you were little you used to have a sympathy about that young strong teenager.

What you don't know is how the Prince became a stronger man, authoritative and firm in these last nine years, it made you a little anxious. Now you were on the Shallow Riff, the ship that is meant to take you in Hadrian's kingdom.

You still didn't recognise your future husband in the man that was leading the crew and he silently took it as a chance to let you metabolise his presence.

A storm was approaching and he referred to you: "you gotta go in the cabin darling" he says firm, the tone polite as his strong glare intimates you in a softly imposing manner to go undercover.