Father's voice rang through Lance's head.
"We really don't want to do this to you, but we have no choice but to find you a wife ."
Lance cringed at how stupid and spoilt he sounded.
"Father please ANYTHING but that!" he kept on repeating it until his father had an outbreak of pure anger and had to be calmed down by the queen.
Lance had hung his head and walked out the throne room.
A wife.A responsibility as king of Altea...it was too much Lance wasn't ready to decide things from an entire kingdom!
He'd probably have to marry some annoying duty-loving princess...or worse Katie.
"Prince Lance, his majesty King Shiro requests your presence in the throne room once more." Announced a butler who then rushed off.
Lance sighed and went in the opposite direction he was walking in.
"Lance... I apologize for the way I spoke to you earlier," boomed his father's voice.
Lance nodded absentmindedly.
"However if you marry you will secure a position that is crucial to your growth as king."
"Lance, darling it isn't that bad. Once you find your soul mate then that time you will be with them will be the prime part of your life" Queen Allura said with such a sweet voice.
"Yes, mother and father," Lance replied as he turned on his heel to leave his father said, "You will begin planning for a ball that shall last 7 nights in order to meet your future wife now go, the ball will begin in 3 days."
"Gee that's rough man," said Hunk, carefully putting vegetables into a big steaming pot.
Lance was perched on a countertop gossiping to his best friend, the cook's assistant, Hunk.
"Imagine if you had to marry Katie...Jeez."Hunk said.
Lance nodded.
