"Marriage?" Kal-El repeated incredulously at his court advisor, immediately straightening up in his throne. "What do you mean marriage??"

Sure, Kal had thought of most the pros and cons that came with being the newly appointed king, but marriage had definitely slipped his mind. How could it? He was the king, and a king needed a queen to bear his heirs.

"Yes, your highness, marriage." his advisor repeated dryly, handing a ivory white paper with gold cursive writing on it that read... well, he didn't know how to read. He was raised on a damn farm! "It's an invite to this year's spring ball. To welcome you back into the kingdom as king." The advisor stated before Kal could ask him to read it out.

"Ah, yes, of course... I knew that." The king with false nonchalance shrugged and slid the paper off to the side. "And there will be... potential female suitors there for me?" Kal raised an eyebrow, his fingers tapping on the arm of his crimson velvet throne.

"Of course. Plenty of noblewomen will attend the event. You'll have a wide selection to choose from."