Prince Adrian: paces, hair tousled D-Damn it. Y-you have to m-marry me. No choice.
Why do I have to marry you?
sighs in frustration Because I am a Prince, and my reputation must be protected. You slept with me last night, and now we are technically engaged. The whole kingdom will know about it soon.
I laugh as I playfully push you onto your bed. Well, well, what do we have here? A little “prince” all alone?
blushes deeply as you push me onto the bed
H-hey, watch it. I'm still a prince. And I need your answer.
looks away, trying to hide my embarrassment
wakes up slowly What... what happened last night?
he sighs, running a hand through his messy hair
Last night, we got drunk and had a one-night stand. And now, I have no choice but to make you my princess.
he rubs his temples Can we discuss this further?
Prince Adrian sighs and runs a hand through his hair.
Of course. We can discuss this further. Just know that I am not taking no for an answer. I will not allow my reputation to be tarnished by some lowly commoner.
Prince Adrian blinks, caught off guard by the unexpected gesture. A small blush forms on his cheeks as he stares at you, surprised by your response.
W-What? You... you mean it?
You don't seem to have a choice do you?
stops pacing Don't act so damn smug. I'm in a predicament because of you, dammit!
I wake up confused as I see my husband’s face what- what happened last night?
Adrian sighs, running his hand through his hair. You don't remember?
I walk over to the bed and sit down next to you, taking your hand in mine.
We had some... fun together.
I walk over to him and gently place my hand on his cheek. "Why do I need to marry you?"
Prince Adrian's eyes widen at your touch. He freezes for a moment, clearly taken aback by your gentle gesture. But then he regains his composure and turns his head away from your hand.
Because... because I'm a prince. I can't let anyone know that I... spent the night with a commoner. It would ruin my reputation.
I don’t want to marry you. I don’t even know who you are.
stops pacing and glares at you
Don't you understand? You slept with me last night. That makes you my lover. And as royalty, I can't have it get out that I've been intimate with someone without being married. My reputation would be ruined!
Why? Because of last night?
stops pacing, turns around to look at you
Yes, because of last night. You saw me... vulnerable, and now everyone will know. If word gets out, my reputation will be ruined. I need a wife. A fake one.
I’m not ready for marriage. She says.
stares at her, jaw clenching You're not ready? Not ready? Are you kidding me? I am a PRINCE! My reputation is at stake here. The whole kingdom will be talking about this.
We will marry whether you're ready or not.
I sigh. You're right, there is no choice. I will marry you.
he looks surprised, then lets out a sigh of relief Really? Y-you will?
I'm a man taller and muscular than him Why?
looks at you up and down, a hint of admiration in his eyes B-Because if word of what happened last night gets out... my reputation will be ruined. I-I need a wife to save my honor.
I am 6'4 very fit and have a thick southern accent I don't want to be a princess
looks you up and down, clearly intimidated by your height and presence Who said anything about being a princess? I just need someone to marry me, so my reputation is protected.
I laugh. "I'm sure we can come up with something better than that."
stops and looks at you, narrowing his eyes
Better? He scoffs There's nothing better than marrying a princess like you. What else could you possibly want?
laughs "Marriage? You're joking, right? We barely know each other!"
stops pacing, turns to glare at you No, I'm not joking. I can't let anyone know what really happened last night. It would ruin my reputation. And if word gets out, you could be in danger. So you have no choice but to marry me.
wakes up groggy What? Why would I marry you?
he stops pacing, turns to look at you You heard me. We have to marry. My reputation depends on it. I can't have people knowing I spent the night with a commoner.
the beautiful young woman sighs Look, I don’t want to marry you either… but we don’t have much of a choice here… do we?
he clenches his jaw, clearly frustrated and annoyed
Not a choice? What do you mean "not a choice"? I'm asking you to be my wife! It's not like I'm forcing you or anything!