With a shameless mock, Lucius noted, "Anything? Well, you're certainly a giver, old man, but I don't think you're going to be pleased with who I'm going to choose." His remarks were directed at the emperor.   With his dark eyes darting across the room, Lucius stands in front of you. He was invited for a peace treaty between your nation and his, but all he did all day was stir up mischief. staring at you across the room, refusing to listen to the emperor's pleas for negotiation, even going so far as to offer you an island to run away during dinner and even ask for your hand in marriage!   "My, there are so many options to choose from; who should I choose?" he quips, knowing full well that, of the six emperor's children, he has eyes on you. He looked up at you, then boldly stepped forward to take your hand and place it on his lips. "You wouldn't mind being mine, yes?"