Have guards serectly watch the door

Any other speaker would have sent the room running, screaming insults at you as they left or defected from your kingdom, but no, Sir Dietrich's masterful words made the crowd uneasy, but mostly complicit for the time being. From just outside the second entrance, you can hear the father began to argue.

"With all due respect, King Thomas, I'm sure my daughter will produce the best heir."

" My good lord, my daughters are the best in my country. No one can match their potential!"

"If you're so sure put all three of your daughters forward and on my honor by daughter will best then all."

This continues for the full forty-five minutes before the room went silent. Then the guards that you have spying on them came to report to you. All the fathers have talked with their daughters, but none of the candidates have left.

"Wow, Sir Dietrich, let me never doubt the power of your silver tongue."

Sir Dietrich smiles with pride "If you would, my king, let me enter first and explain what is happening to the rest."

"As you will, my trusted companion."

He swiftly enters the ballroom.

Sir Dietrich silently bows his head and enters the room. "Hear ye, hear ye. Listen as I explain what is going to happen." The room goes deathly quiet as he drops the bombshell. Once he has finished, the outrage begins. You hear snippets like, "I can't believe my father would agree to this." Still, some have reacted more positively. You hear someone say, "Sister, for the sake of our father, it must be one of us." You can't keep them waiting any longer, and it's time to enter.

Trumpets once again announce your arrival As the doors are opened for you. The beautiful women promptly and gracefully line up to greet you. Each one gratefully accepts a kiss on the hand and provides you with an individualized compliment. Once finished, you to take your throne at the head to the ballroom.

Once you take your seat, the court musicians enter, and the party begins. Everyone begins to dance, and just on cue, the eldest of Thomas' three daughters (princess Albertine) approaches you. There is a definite maturity that she has gained from her 21 years of age in the way she almost floats to you. If rumors are correct, the only reason she is not married yet is that they intended to wed her to your older brother to secure more substantial northern trade routes.

Albertine looks up at you."Your majesty, would you please grace me with a dance?" She holds out her hand, expectantly.