‘I suppose the answer is,’ he told himself with a sigh, ‘that I will have to return home and find someone like Princess Marziale and pray to Heaven she is not in love with another man when she marries me!’
The mere thought of it made him feel that having run away he wanted to go on running.
These thoughts were all in his mind until he was ready to go up on deck and see what was happening.
By now they should be not too far away from their destination.
He went up the companionway and saw that the youths, exhausted by drink and rampaging, were asleep on deck – some of them had blankets, others were sleeping where they had fallen.
He turned towards the bridge and found the Captain of the ship.
“Are you all right?” the Captain asked, seeing the Prince looking distinguished amongst the rif
