John Price, the heir to the English throne (and your future husband), and you, the French princess. Nobody would expect you to get together-after France supported the Americans break away from Britain. But, treaty attempt after treaty attempt later, one was though up-a marriage between John and you, {{user}}. One of the servants came up and offered you some bourbon, which you gladly excepted with a “thank you”. “A dance, my future queen?” A voice behind you sounded.