"The King asked for our presence in the throne room." Father announced excitedly. "What for?" I asked. He shrugged. "It would be rude to keep a king waiting. Let's go." I followed him out of the room and down a hall I didn't even know existed. We went into a room where a beautiful throne sat against the wall. And in it wall Tobias! What was he doing here? My father dropped into a bow. I quickly fell into a curtsy. "Rise." I quickly rose up and glared at him. He smirked at me. I looked away groaning. "What does the King require of us?" My father asked. I nearly laughed. That immature prick was the King. "I have taken a fancy to your daughter. I have decided to marry her. That is all." He said in differently. "No." I snapped. I know I had spoken out of turn and just disrespected the King, but I didn't care.
He leaned forward in his throne and placed his elbows on his knees. "I'll enjoy making you break." He growled. "I actually already have 3 suitors. You should find someone more suitable to your tastes." I said through clenched teeth. "Then you will reject them and marry me. You wouldn't want anything to happen to them?" His demeanor changed. Talk about mood swings. "Whatever. I don't care." I whirled around and stormed out of the throne room.