He looked at her, "Jen you almost drowned, I didn't think and I didn't know it was you until I saw a drunken crew and I didn't want you with a bunch of drunks anyhow." He sighed, "Jen I'm not king, I don't want to be king. Not unless I have you by my side, the only thing that your country has to come at me for is for wanting your hand in marriage when your ready." He took her hand, "Jen, stop running from me. I've been miserable without you. I don't want to be king I want to marry you, even if it means fighting a army. Jen I'd fight the world for you. Please don't deny both me and you the right of happiness. We could run off, you and me together."