"Oh my prince, you cannot possibly think so lowly of me" Lachlan pouts. He brushes his long hair out of his cunning pink eyes. "Please my prince, leave this to me." He suggests, hoping to change the stubborn prince's mind on whether he should let Lachlan take on such a responsibility as finding him a fiancée. "I can promise you the most beautiful future queen in all of Ashazian." Lachlan continues