The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never by Gilbert Soysal

She found it curious that only men were stripped of their coats, their privacy laid bare, while women sailed through unchecked.

Curiosity tugged at her, but before she could delve deeper, Winston’s voice reached her ears.

“Don’t Linger.

It’s our turn.

”

The bodyguard, his eyes narrowed with suspicion, examined their credentials.

A flicker of recognition passed through his gaze, then with a curt nod, he ushered them aboard.

But as Hannah stepped onto the opulent deck, a familiar face, half-hidden in the crowd, sent a jolt through her.

Her brow furrowed, a memory stirring at the edge of her consciousness.

“What is it?” Winston asked, his voice laced with concern.

“What did you see?”

For a moment, the figure seemed to be Caleb.

eyes narrowed in

the phantom Caleb vanished

crisp, polite inquiry of

sir and madam, please allow

held out his hand with

ever the pragmatist, reacted first, handing over their tickets with

the waiter announced, “Your rooms are on the third

”

check the rooms

as a ship’s anchor,

him into the shimmering elevator, the world shrinking to the confines of its gleaming

onto the ship was like entering a floating Xanadu, a glittering

leviathan

plush cushions and

the vast French windows, the sea danced, a tapestry of shimmering turquoise and emerald, casting the space in an ever-shifting ballet of

submerged palace, one where

the waiter explained, his tone both deferential and

floor houses the spa sanctuary, where tranquility

you to embrace the Zen spirit

eighth floor boasts a playground of aquatic delights, while the ninth floor has our other

tenth offers a curated emporium for those with