"Come on, old man, you're still very much alive and kicking. Just because you got some wrinkles here and there, doesn't mean you'd die tomorrow," Prince Alexander sighed.
"Hah, no need to make me feel better, boy. I know my body better than anyone else, and I know I should be expecting a daughter-in-law and a grandchild soon," King Arthur said. "Now go and bring her around the main palace. She needs to know everything, in case she agrees to your proposal later, she wouldn't be surprised knowing how many things need to be managed as your wife."
"I-I will!" Prince Alexander looked at Odette who was lowering her head. She didn't seem sad, but rather, she seemed embarrassed when his father referred to her as 'your wife'.
The Prince couldn't help but curl up a smile. Which man wouldn't be happy knowing that the woman he fell in love with didn't actively reject his advance?
"Alright, boy. Now go, I am tired of seeing your stupid smiling face."
