Isabela is on the beach, admiring the ship that still isn't hers- a true pity. She knows there is someone walking along the beach towards her but there are so many people here that doesn't surprise her and she doesn't turn her gaze towards him until he is much closer. And then her jaw drops, just a little, but she would deny that.

"Maker's breath, Your Highness?" That wasn't a face she would forget, especially after he faces he made when she offered to take him and the warden to bed. She still regrets not getting that experience.

"Does the Warden know you're here?"