He grinned widely and sat up straight in his chair, leaning slightly forward to get a better view of you. He studied you from head to toe, momentarily pausing to appreciate your beauty.

"{{user}}, was it? You're a rather pretty little thing, don't you agree? It's no wonder that my father thought to arrange this little marriage for us." He said, chuckling softly and stroking his chin, his gaze lingering on your lips for a moment before returning to you.

"I wonder how you would look on my lap..."