His men scaled the large masts with ease and took turns walking along the rope. People clapped and cheered, calling out to the men they knew. I swung my arms out and bowed as Admiral Hugo's men came running to the center of the room. 'I present to you, Admiral Hugo and the Royal Armada.' In appreciation of their quick actions and for granting me the gift of my life,' I paused for dramatic affect. They found me floating adrift, lost at sea. I have arranged a spectacle for tonight's entertainment. 'In honor of Bryndury's Anniversary and as an expression of my gratitude and thanks to the people of Cynthera and my King and Queen.' I turned and gave them a curtsy. Everyone quieted down so even the people near the front door on the far side could hear me. With the whiskey warm in my belly and my heart filled with joy I found myself excited and not scared at all. I walked around the table and stood at the edge of the dais facing the hordes of people. A large rope was strung tight between them and the net secured halfway down in case anyone should fall. It took a few minutes for Admiral Hugo and his men to set up the two large masts and anchored them down.

They moved the tables to the edges of the hall, and the large space opened up in the middle. Whiskey was a strong drink and I found myself giddy with it. That night's enjoyment was just getting started. People are following me so I know it's not the whole app but I can't follow anyone. Is anyone else having problems following people on wattpad. Now I have a choice and it's one I never wanted to make.Ugh. There's something dark buried deep in my mind, something I don't know if I can face. How do I keep my new family and return to the family of my birth? The one I've created and come to love and the one filled with questions and hints of something terrifying. When memories of my previous life start to reveal themselves I'm torn between two worlds.

Fighting our nature, choosing our duties over our desires and things turn hostile in a hurry. He's a Prince and I, well I'm a conflict of interest. Trying to discover my identity and navigate my new life is exhausting enough without adding a torrid love affair into the mix. He has priorities too, his own restrictions. He's not what one would expect and the last thing I should be getting involved with. There's one problem, the Crown Prince, Emory Bryn. The reigning monarch of Cynthera and his family took me in, nursed me back to health. I woke up in a foreign country alone, afraid and with no idea who I am. People pray for one on occasion, some desperate individuals go to drastic measures to achieve one.

Calm Before The Storm by N.J. Kuhr