Moana's lips parted and then snapped shut. She hated being called a princess but technically her father was like a king. If that's how Margaery was able to understand it. She nodded her head in confirmation before continuing in a softer, more somber, tone.

"I don't know." She admitted. "I want to protect my people and my island but I want to travel the sea as well. I can't do both and while I know I'll return home one day I know that my father won't be pleased with me." It was something that she thought about a lot.