Samantha stormed into the throne room of her father and ranted, "Father, do you know what Vladimir has done? He has-"
"My liege." Vladimir himself bowed and approached the Sultan. "I believe I have found a solution to your…problem. Princess," he indicated her with a nod of his head, "this may also interest you as well. According to some of our more remote laws, if the princess does not find a suitor she deems worthy, she may be betrothed to…the Grand Vizier."
Silence filled the room before Samantha exploded in anger. "What? You're nearly twice, no, thrice my age!"
"Worse marriages have been made."
"This will never happen. I forbid it!"
"I will take no more insubordination from you!" Vladimir recognized the boundaries he had crossed by shouting at her, but continued. "You are only the princess, m'lady, if I might remind you, and hold no real power over me yet."
"Please, please, Vladimir. Leave this to me."
"As you wish. Princess, I shall give you time to consider my proposition." Vladimir bowed again before leaving them in the throne room.
"Samantha, it is something we may-"
"You take his side, Father? Why?"
For the second time that day, Samantha ran into her room and slammed the door, leaving Sultan Masoniar to put his head in his hands and rub his temples wearily.