Emperor Falkon woke roughly.
"Bloody incompetent sailors" he muttered to himself. The pride of his fleet was now stranded at sea, and he'd rose from his cabin to join the night watch. For a surprise inspection, this wasn't a very good start.
The noise was like a jackhammer to his sleep-deprived brain, rattling his skull with every blast and instilling a sense of dire urgency. The shipboard AI was making glib remarks about the state of the vessel and being generally unhelpful, so the Emperor cursed the person who commissioned the blasted thing to take his mind off the pain sweeping through his head.
Finally, the Emperor scrambled up to the command deck to join the night watch, only for his face to drop. The entire cabin crew had been murdered. The night watch commander was checking over the bodies and removing them from their consoles, but the white look on his face suggested that he was going to need some help on rectifying the situation
A near miss sent a massive wave over the foredeck, briefly immersing it in angry, frothing water. The situation became clear to the Emperor. The ship had been infiltrated by enemy agents to disable her and make her visible to the enemy fleet. They were in great peril, and he was in even greater peril if they discovered his identity. Best that he remain just a crewmember for now.
I think that passes for RP, no?