Aqualia

Rules were implemented for a reason. Sometimes we also disobeyed them. Why? More times breaking them meant freedom, and freedom was what we desired. This was not so with Alex. He wanted to break the rules to help. Yet, no one saw it that way. He and Sophie had been arguing for quite some time. Though their voices were lowered, and they were no longer the cynosure of the room, their body languages said it all. And, by the clenched jaws, and flushed faces, we would be here for a little longer. 

The prince had left them and went into the tunnel-like structure of the glass place. When I went to peek at him, he was sitting on the floor. He fit in with the beauty of this place. It was as if we were under the ocean. However, if I could remember correctly, the creation called glass protected us from the water. Sea creatures of various kinds were swimming on both sides of the glass and above us. It was magical