I walked over to her slowly, then stood dangerously close to her on the balcony.
"What is your question?"
"Why do you want to marry me? You barely even know me."
"Well I can't let an handsome face as yours perish at such a young age, can I? Besides, won't you rather be alive and get married to me.... After all, in the nearest future you would be the king of this kingdom. Or don't tell me you would rather have your head divided from your body." She takes hold of my hand and rubs it softly.
I remove my hand from her hold... "I do love the fact that my head is still on my body, but don't you think that we are getting married to quickly. I think we should at least delay the marriage for maybe a week... try and get to know each other much more and see if we are compatible." I'm n
