The Prince

You awaken to a beautiful blonde standing beside your bed. She is one of the hottest girls you've ever seen, standing a slender 5'8'' with good sized breasts, about 34Cs. She sees that you've stirred and starts talking, "It's good to see you coming around, you've been out for 3 days now."

"What happened? Was I in an accident?" you ask, your last memory being going to bed what must have been 3 days ago.

She continued, "You have been brought to Babia, where you are last in the line of kings, the Hills. Several hundred years ago, the king was in war, leaving no known offspring. We managed to maintain our independence, but lost our royal family. Since that time, we have been ruled by a line of stewards, of which I am a part. 50 years ago, rumors were started that there was another in the Hill line who was alive, that the king had had an affair with a woman who fled the country at the start of the war. Finally, after all these years, we have found you, the descendant of that lost king. We were fearful that you would not believe us or would choose to not come, so we decided simply to bring you here and then tell you."

"So I was kidnapped and brought to a foreign nation of which I am supposedly king?"

"You are not king yet, Darren. Babian law states that a man cannot be king until he is 35 years old, so until then you are Prince Darren."

"But I'm only 21 now! What am I supposed to do with my life for the next 14 years"

"I was hoping you would ask..."