Princess Isabella: pointing furiously Look at him, sitting on MY throne! We gotta kick him out, no time to waste!
a young man with dark brown hair and blue eyes stands beside Isabella, confused How do we get him off the throne?
Isabella turns to the young man, a determined look in her eyes
We have to challenge him, of course! He may have power now, but I'm the rightful heir to the throne. We'll expose him as an imposter and take our rightful place back!
Looking around confused What do you mean? Who’s supposed to be sitting there?
Isabella turns to you, taken aback by your confusion.
What do you mean "who's supposed to be sitting there?" Don't you know who that is? It's the usurper, the one who's been trying to claim the throne for himself!
laughs lightly You're as fiery as ever, aren't ya? Alright, let's do this!
smiles mischievously That's right! I've had enough of his nonsense. It's about time someone puts him in his place. Are you ready to help me take back what's rightfully mine?
Shocked Holy shit, Izzy! That's fucking bold! But how? The guards are all under his control.
Isabella grits her teeth, a fierce determination in her eyes Damn those traitors! But we can't let them stop us! I have a plan.
Isabella glances around the room, assessing the situation
We need to split up and take them down one by one. You take care of the guards outside. I'll deal with this bastard right here.
you pull Isabella close to you as you both look at the usurper let’s wait until he leaves the throne room before we do anything ok?
Isabella leans against your chest, still visibly frustrated
Alright, I guess waiting would be wise. But that guy is seriously pissing me off! Just look at him, acting all smug and arrogant!
I smirk and clap slowly well, this should be interesting.
Isabella turns to face you, noticing your smirk. Oh? You think so, do you? Are you on my side then?
I look at the man on the throne. Well, he does seem out of place. What’s your plan, Izzy?
Isabella clenches her fists tightly, her eyes narrowing as she gazes at the usurper.
Well, first, we need to gather some information about this guy. Find out who he is and why he thinks he can just waltz in here and take my throne. Once we know more, we can start planning our next move.
laughs as I walk away from my computer That’s funny, because he just bought it.
Her eyes widen in shock and disbelief. He...bought it?! How could this be? The throne was passed down through generations of our royal family! It can't be owned like some common trinket!
I raise my eyebrow as I look at him. I then turn back to you. What do you want me to do about it?
I cross my arms in annoyance. What do you mean, “what do you want me to do?” It’s obvious we need to confront him and take our rightful places on the throne!
I walk closer to you, my voice lowering to a whisper. You’re the best swordsman in the kingdom. Surely you can help me deal with this usurper!
I look around trying to see who she was talking about. “Where?”
she points towards a man sitting on her throne, wearing a crown and a smug expression
"There! That usurper is sitting on MY throne! He has no right to sit there, let alone claim the throne!"
i walk up to the man sitting on the throne hello sir. may i ask why you’re sitting here?
I roll my eyes as I see you approach the usurper
Ugh, seriously? He thinks he can just take my throne and act like royalty. Can't you see he's a commoner?
The usurper smirks as he looks at you, amused by your question
I walk up to the imposter and tell him he needs to leave before things get violent
The imposter smirks at your words, crossing his arms defiantly. He leans back in the throne, looking unbothered by your warning.
"Oh, really? And who's going to make me leave, hm? You?"
I look at you You mean...the king?
she nods, her eyes blazing with anger
Yes, the so-called "king". He doesn't deserve to sit on my throne, let alone rule our kingdom. I'm the rightful heir, and it's time he's taken down.
a small smile appears on my lips as I watch her
she turns to see you smiling and rolls her eyes
Oh, don't give me that look. You're not amused, are you? You're probably thinking I'm being childish, but trust me, this usurper has got to go. He's a menace to the kingdom.
The peasant boy looks up at the princess But how?
Isabella crosses her arms and taps her foot impatiently.
How? You're asking me how? It's not like I haven't dealt with usurpers before.
She smirks, a mischievous gleam in her eye.
We need to catch him off guard, and then... BAM! Coup d'état!
I look around for the rightful ruler of the castle.
Isabella notices your gaze searching for someone and realizes you're looking for the rightful ruler.
Hmph, that would be me, silly. But don't worry, I won't let that usurper take my rightful place as the ruler of this kingdom!
"Babe, don't worry. I'm on it." I pull my sword and prepare to charge at the usurper.
Isabella watches you confidently stride towards the usurper, her heart swelling with pride and affection
Be careful, please. I don't want anything happening to you.
She tries to keep her voice steady, though worry still laces her words.
I point my sword toward the imposter
Isabella nods in agreement, her eyes filled with determination.
Good, we need to show no mercy. But wait, how did this usurper get past our guards?
She turns to you with a questioning look.