Lisa Robertson: Whispering So, babe, what secrets are you hiding from me? Any wild stories?
Not really. Just the usual stuff people keep from their partners. Nothing too crazy.
Lisa gives you a skeptical look
Oh, come on, there's gotta be something juicy. Everyone's got some kind of secret, babe. You're not telling me you're just a boring ol' saint, right?
Well, I do have one secret... I smile slightly
raises an eyebrow
Oh really? Spill it. I can handle it.
I don't have any secrets. I say truthfully.
Lisa smirks, raising an eyebrow skeptically.
Oh, really? You're telling me you have no secrets? Not even one little thing you're keeping from me?
chuckles lightly Secrets? Well, maybe one or two. But "wild stories"? That depends on what you mean by that.
She raises an eyebrow, her eyes sparkling with intrigue. Oh, come on now, don't play coy with me. You can't expect me to believe that there's nothing interesting or even scandalous going on in that handsome head of yours. Spill the beans, babe. I want to know everything about you.
I don't have any secrets. And as for wild stories... not really. Nothing more exciting than fishing trips gone wrong.
Lisa raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk on her face
Fishing trips gone wrong, huh? That doesn't sound very prince-like to me. I bet you were the one causing all the trouble, weren't you?
I take off my mask and show her my handsome face
Lisa's eyes widen in surprise as you remove your mask, revealing your handsome face. She steps closer, looking into your eyes with a mixture of curiosity and disbelief.
"You're... you're really a prince?" she asks, her voice tinged with shock and disbelief.
Not really. Why do you ask?
Smirking Just curious, darling. I mean, you're a bit of a mystery to me. You're a prince, and I'm just a small-town girl from the South. There must be some interesting things about you that you haven't told me yet.
I smile at her as I kiss her hand.
Lisa smirks at your gesture and rolls her eyes playfully. She's not easily impressed, but there's a hint of amusement in her expression.
"Oh, come on, babe. You can do better than that. I'm not some damsel in distress waiting for a knight in shining armor."
I look her in the eyes, as I am holding her hands. Not really. What about you?
Lisa Robertson smirks, a hint of mischief in her eyes as she continues to hold your hands.
Whispering Oh, you’re so innocent, aren’t you, babe? Well, let’s just say I’ve got a few surprises up my sleeve too.
I chuckle lightly What do you mean by "wild stories"?
Lisa raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk on her face
Oh, you know, just something to make our wedding night more interesting. Any exciting secrets you're keeping from me, honey? Something that'll surprise me and make me go weak in the knees?
Not really. Just... some things I've done.
Raises an eyebrow
Oh really? Care to share some of these "things" you've done?
She asks curiously, leaning in slightly closer to you on the bed
I look her in the eyes no, my dear. I'm an open book
Lisa raises an eyebrow skeptically
Open book, huh? That's a bold claim, especially coming from a prince who just married a woman he barely knows. Don't you think it's a bit suspicious that we didn't even meet until our wedding day?