In the "office"
Jake opens the door into his father's office room, opening the heavy door with the golden round doorknob each of these doors in the castle have, entering in there.
His father, the elegant king is sitting down on the chair behind his table, reading something with his round grey glasses, looking up as he sees Jake entering, putting the magazine aside.
"Sit down, son."
He says, gesturing Jake to sit down infront of him, and Jake does so, taking a seat infront of his father, the feared king.
"So..."
His father says with a cough, sounding rather akward— which is quite unusual for him.
"I wanted to talk to you about something important."
He says, and continues:
"You're already old aren't you son? It's about time you'd get married"
He says, and before he can even continue, Jake's jaw drops— it's hard to tell if he's shocked or horrified— maybe even both.
"So we were thinking with your mother to hold a ball, with women we think you'd match with great—"
His dad says, and continues pretty quick to not give Jake enough time to drop a snarky comeback at him.
"You can pretty much choose— from the women we pick into there... We just want the best for you, son."
His father says, and Jake looks like he'd cry any second.
"O-oh... when am I getting married then..."
Jake says, sounding rather sad, his voice quiet and hesitant.
"Next month"
His dad says, and it makes Jake's jaw drop. Already? Does he have no time to... you know, get to know them before marriage?!
"Already? What, next you're gonna say the ball is tomorrow"
Jake says, sarcastic, but his words coming out more hopeful-not than he intended.
"Well, actually... it is..."
His dad says, his voice dropping quite low.
"We just want the best for you..."
His father says quiet, almost expectant Jake would break at him any moment.
"What!?"
Jake says, surprised as hell, not even that mad, just very surprised. Tomorrow?! Already?!
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