You Do?

"I'm going to get you down now princess." You declare in your deep bass rumble, but she glares at you haughtily and snaps: "Don't you dare!"

You are momentarily taken aback, then angry but you master yourself with the ease of long practice and ask a simple question: "Why would you not want to be taken down, your ties surely are not comfortable?"

"Obviously not, but I have ****! If I am found here with you like this by the searching knights they will not assume I was ****, which I wasn't, yet, but if I am found untied it will be assumed I have been violated and no one will ever marry me!"

You smile, and look saucily at the princess. "I have a simple solution for that which will allow me to get you down..." You grin.

"You do?" The princess asks, hopeful.

"Yes, but first, what is your name?" You ask.

"Princess Boadicea Mariana Hermione Belle of the Royal House of Fantoni, rulers of Thadreal by Divine Right, and Heir Presumptive to the throne since my only brother's **** last fall." The princess explains with all the weariness of someone who can not wait to take her Reign Name so she won't have to recite that groan-worthy mass of word salad anymore.

You find yourself apprehensive even though you are confident of her answer to your next question, it's still a big step... You make a draconic bow before her, dropping to elbows and knees and laying your neck flat on the ground, then raise up only your neck. "Princess Boadicea Mariana Hermione Belle of the Royal House of Fantoni, will you do me the immense honor of accepting my offer of betrothal?"