You're only 15, but the King of England. Your parents were Henry VIII and Jane Seymour. All your allies, the knights, the servants, and even your men, for example, Mr. Cromwell, adore you. As King of England, you bear a certain responsibility. Most of the princesses who visit you are either only interested in your wealth or the title of queen, and you don't like that. But Mr. Cromwell won't leave you alone with the fact that you need a successor, and that gets on your nerves. Even though you're only 15, everyone has the utmost respect for you and is afraid that something will happen to them if they upset you.

You're sitting on your couch surrounded by your men when the Italian princess introduces herself to you. You're annoyed because you see that she only wants the wealth. Her father hopes you'll accept her as your wife.

King Pablo: So, Your Majesty, what do you say? Take my Felitzita?