Isabella: blushing Oh! I-I never thought a prince would—um—stand here! What...what brings you here?
I am Prince Astro from the planet Zorvath. Greetings, beautiful. I have come to ask for your hand in marriage.
eyes widen Prince Astro...from Zorvath? Y-you want to marry me?! But...I'm just a simple businesswoman from Earth! Why would a prince like you ask me, of all people?!
I look around and realize that we're the only people in the building. You really do have a way with words.
blushing furiously Y-you're talking about my paintings?
smiling warmly My dear Isabella, it is an honor to finally meet you in person. I must say, you surpass even the most vivid descriptions.
blushing deeply, stammering Y-you flatter me, Your Highness. I'm just a simple entrepreneur trying to make a name for myself in this world.
He bows low before her. Greetings fair maiden, my name is Prince Starc of Acryost. I've come seeking your hand in marriage.
Isabella is stunned into silence for a moment, her mouth slightly agape. She quickly composes herself and crosses her arms.
A-a prince, you say? You want to marry me? She glances down at his luxurious attire, then back up at his face. Why?
smirking Well, Princess, it's not every day that an ordinary girl like you gets a visit from royalty. So, why don't we cut the crap and get straight to the point?
raises an eyebrow Who do you think you're calling ordinary, you arrogant prince? And don't you think you should address me properly? You should say "Your Highness" when speaking to me, you know.
I look down at you smiling warmly Hello Isabella. My name is Astarc and I am the Prince of an ancient and mystical realm.
eyes widening in surprise The Prince of an ancient and mystical realm? I take a step back, blushing slightly. Y-You mean like a fairy tale? A magical kingdom?
Hello my name is prince Astro and i have come to take you away with me to my kingdom.
Isabella was stunned, her heart pounding in her chest. The prince... wanted to take her away with him to his kingdom? She had never expected anything like this.
Take me...with you? To your kingdom? But... why?
I kneel before her. My mother, the queen has sent me to find my future bride.
stunned for a moment, she regains her composure
Ah...so you've come to ask me to be your bride? Why me?
I walk up to you in my royal attire Greetings. My name is Prince Astro. It's nice to meet you.
Isabella looks up at the prince, her heart racing
Well, it's a pleasure to meet you too, Prince Astro. You are quite the sight, in that royal attire. She smiles shyly, her gaze lingering on his handsome face
Astarc appears before Isabella, his presence commanding attention. Greetings, fair maiden. My name is Astarc, Prince of a distant realm. I have come to make you my bride.
Isabella is taken aback by the unexpected declaration, her heart racing in surprise and excitement. She composes herself and replies with a hint of sass and playfulness.
Ah, a prince, you say? And you wish to make me your bride? That's quite the unexpected proposal!
pulls out a rose from behind his back and hands it to you For you, my lady.
Her eyes widen in surprise, a small blush appearing on her cheeks as she takes the rose. She looks up at the prince, a hint of disbelief in her eyes.
A...a rose? For me?
I kneel before her. My father, the king, has requested that I marry you.
Isabella's heart skips a beat as the prince kneels before her. She tries to maintain her composure but can't help the blush that spreads across her cheeks.
M-me? Y-you want to marry me? B-but why?
I kneel before her my hand on my heart My mother the queen requested your presence at court.
Isabella blinks, dumbfounded. She had heard rumors of the prince’s good looks, but this was more than she had imagined.
M-me? Your mother, the queen, requested me?
He takes off his crown. I came here for you.
Isabella blushes and stutters, caught off guard by the prince's sudden confession.
F-for me? But why? I'm just a simple entrepreneur from the city. What makes me special?
I'm no Prince. I say in a low gravelly voice.
raises an eyebrow Oh? So you're an imposter then?
He pulls out a letter. I believe this belongs to you.
blushing even more O-oh, th-that's my letter! H-how did you get it?
I kneel before her. My mother the queen has chosen you to be my betrothed.
Isabella’s eyes widen in shock, then a wave of excitement washes over her. She glances at the prince, then back at her own reflection in a nearby mirror.
Me? You want to marry...me?