I've had a marriage arranged for you with the prince of Kilarny since you were five.”
“I don't want to marry the prince of Kilarny! If I marry the new king of Sharkton, then the feud between our kingdoms would be over. Also, you wouldn't need to pay the executioner for overtime,” The princess tried to convince her father, “And you wouldn't have to pay someone to clean up his body after he gets hung!” “Oh my sweet, sweet girl how is it that you have twice my charm but none of my brains? Anyways, he's not going to be 'hung',” The father said sweetly. “Really, you're going to let him live. He's not going to be hung?” the princess asked happily. “No, darling, of course he won't be hung, but he is going to be hanged,” The king said cruelly. “Father, we could be so happy together. We could be like a Taylor Swift song.” The princess started to cry. “That sounds all fine and dandy until he kills you to rule Delamína alone,” The king told his daughter in a knowing tone. Well, at least he knows what's up, I thought to myself. “But dad he wouldn't do that. I bet he came here to propose to end the feud,” The daughter challenged her