Your voice went dry from the amount of time you tried to convince Sultan to marry you so that you can escape from the cruel king, and all the times he kept either shaking his head no or just ignoring you then leaving the room.

”You have to..! If we don’t get married the king will take me as his wife! Don’t you know how he treats the rest! Let’s get married and get away from here” you pleaded

”Runaway? Are you nuts ?” he said as he looked away from your gaze to his hand that was occupied in whatever he was doing. Denying the idea of running away, because he simply cannot. Why?

Little did you know, he was trying to hold his laughter since he IS the king you needed to escape from.