Suri wandered around the ship, admiring every nook and cranny of the interior. In the distance, she caught sight of Prince Naweer. She stopped for a moment, confirming that she wasn't mistaken.
Sure enough, it was really Prince Naweer. He was overseeing the loading of cargo onto the ship. As their gazes met, Suri raised his hand and gave a friendly wave to the young man. A faint smile graced her lips.
Prince Naweer paused in his tracks, saying something to the guards and naval officers accompanying him. His attention never wavered from Suri. After giving orders, he approached her, offering a slight bow in respect.
"Your Highness the Princess. I heard that you fell ill during the journey here. I was deeply concerned. I wished to see you, but His Majesty King Ronan decided that we should continue our journey."