I'm glad you guys liked the prologue. This story is going to get deeper into the plot. We haven't made it to there yet, but it's getting there. Review please!

Sam was in the restroom getting cleaned up and dressed. Danny had his servants get the guest room ready since Princess Sam was going to stay for a while. While this was happening, Danny walked downstairs to the throne room where his father was waiting to talk to his son. He knew what this meeting was about, but he didn't want any part of it.

Jack grinned widely as Danny gave a deep sigh.

"I have News for you, my son. My lifespan isn't very long and I want to make sure when you become our next king, you will have a queen by your side," Jack replied.

"Uh Dad, I know you want to help, but can't Jazz or Mom take the duty as queen if I become king? I mean, there are rulers who have their sister or mother as queen," Danny asked.

"Nope. Jazz will be wedded to a nobleman or another prince, which will make her a noble or a queen of another country. As for your mother, she doesn't have a long lifespan either. You must be married to a princess, so you will not rule this kingdom alone."

"Father, I don't mind ruling this kingdom alone if you pass away. You raised me to take charge and sometimes that requires having no help."

"Son, you can't rule a kingdom alone. Believe me, I can't rule it alone. I will set up a marriage for you and she will make a wonderful queen."
Danny couldn't argue with his father. Danny also didn't want to marry a random girl out of wood lock. He knew when it came to his father, once he made a decision, there was no changing his mind. Danny glared deeply while looking at the ground. He then, nodded before leaving the throne room.

"One more thing!" Jack called me before Danny turned around. "If you're against this, because you are in love with someone, I can set up a marriage for you and whoever you like."

Danny's eyes widened as the prince thought 'another girl? HA! That would be nice if I can find one. If only there was one girl I can date for a while until I can find a girl I truly love. Maybe that would work.' He turned his head and raised one eyebrow.

"So, if I was in love with a girl right here, right now, you would have me marry her?" Danny asked before his father nodded with a smile. "What if say this girl believed in marriage at sixteen? Would you still have us marry right now or wait until that time?"

"Of coarse I would wait. I wouldn't want to be on my future in-laws' bad side. Why? Is that what this is all about?" Jack asked.

"Yeah," Danny lied with a devious smile in his lips. "The girl I'm in love with doesn't believe in marriage until sixteen. It's a tradition passed from generation to the next."

"Oh... well in that case, I will accept her belief system. What's the girl's name?"

"Uh..."

All of a sudden, a servant came and whispered something in Jack's ear. Jack listened before his expression changed, and then nodded his head.

"Son, you can tell me later, I have a meeting."

Danny sighed in relief. He had time to come up with a girl name or a girl whom he would find interest that believed in marriage at sixteen. Finding that type of girl would take forever. Every girl was encouraged to marry at fourteen or fifteen. It would be a maricle to find a girl like that. Danny was desperate.

Danny was in his room, trying to think of a plan to fool his father and trick him into not having me married until the boy was sixteen at least. The problem was Jack would want to see the girl Danny loved and he would want to know her name. That would be a problem. Any plan Danny tried to think of would be a failure. Sam came to my room while the prince was in his train of thought. She had her fancy gown on and a deep glare.

"I hope you're happy," Sam complained before she limped to a chair and sat on it. "Now my parents will be coming to get me and I have to be married to prince charming."

"Arranged marriage? I know how you feel," Danny pitied while folding his arms. "Welcome to my world. My dad is going to get me to married to princess So-And-So unless I lied to him, which I did, about already falling for a girl. Now he wants to know her name and all that good stuff."

"I wish I could do that to my parents. I ran off instead. I just wish they let me marry whoever I want to marry. HA! Maybe I can marry you, and then we don't have to worry about this whole arranged marriage thing."

Danny started thinking about what Sam said. She was right. If they were dating, they wouldn't have to worry about the whole arranged marriage plan. Although, Danny and Sam wouldn't be dating, necessarily, they would pretend they were. That would give them two years and royal families never see each other unless they're talking treaties or getting a wedding prepared and two years was a long ways away.

"Sam, you are a genius! Why didn't I think of that?" Danny said loudly before Sam gave the prince a look. "You're right, if we were married, we wouldn't have to worry about this whole arranged marriage thing. Both of our parents want to arrange us a marriage and we happened to have run into each other. What if we fell in love and started dating, but not marrying until sixteen years old.?"

"Danny, you're not proposing to me, are you?"

"No, I'm asking for us to pretend we're dating. You know, a fake out hang out. We'll just go out to places people expect two people to date at, and then find someone that one of us will fall for. After we find our true love, we'll just break up and marry that person. No harm no foul."

"One problem. My parents will not have me marry a guy I choose."

"That's why you'll be stubborn headed and claim you will marry me whether they like it or not."

"Well, I am stubborn. That could work. Just a few conditions."

"What?"

"One, no kissing, hugging, or any of that stuff. Holding hands is as far as we'll go. Two, when we are on our date, we are to separate and find a guy or girl to date. If one of us finds a person and the other one is still single, we'll keep pretend dating until both of us find the one we love. When we found someone, we break up."

"Sounds like a plan. Sam Manson, we've got ourselves a deal."

Danny spit into his hand and offered it to Sam. She smirked and also spit into her hand before shaking on our deal.

"Now, first thing's first. Would my beau please kindly level my ankle?" Sam asked in a mocking tone.

"If you tell me to wash your feet, I will make you clean my room," Danny threatened before lifting the girl's ankle onto a stool.

"Okay, but you still have to care for me dearly since my ankle hurts so bad."

"Girls are such dramaqueens."

"I AM NOT A DRAMAQUEEN!"

"Not loudly Sam, we're in love remember?"

"Whatever. People who love each other tend to get on each other's nerves anyway."

"Oh, so you're saying I really am in love with you?"

"No, I'm just saying you will care for my ankle as long as this kingdom thinks we're tying the knot."

"I'm about to tie up your mouth."

"I love you too, Danny," Sam said mockingly before Danny rolled his eyes.