By the gods, what would you do?
After a harrowing adventure of trap dodging and swordplay, I've fallen for a bright-eyed Paladin lad of Iomedae - But the stars are against me! How was I supposed to know he's the son of a former, um...dance partner?! It wasn't even that long ago! Just a few decades! Noone settles down that quickly, aye? Paladin lad and I danced too, but in fairness he led. Humans will be the death of me.
Our party sails to his hometown now. Feel like a trollop. Maybe it's not too late to take my chances jumping overboard?