It only took me a few minutes to ascertain that the young princess had spent the night with the island man. I watched him leave her quarters, moments before the sun could begin to show its rays, obviously well sated and well amused. My sources were correct - she had allowed another man to spend the night in her chambers. Such behavior might be acceptable for her people, but the future mother of my children would learn to control herself appropriately.
The early hour did give me an idea however. The suns rays coming up meant that I was allowed to call upon the princess and it wouldn't break any of her precious social rules. It was rude to visit earlier than you knew someone would be awake, but I knew she would be awake, stinking of another man, trying to pretend that she didn't feel deep
