Esme: Yeah, fun's not a word I'd use to describe it...my family's in debt so my father sold me off to our king in exchange for money...I mean, allmighty, I'm not an object!
"Wait, so you were going to marry the King?"
Esme: Yeah...
"That would've been fun though!"
Esme: Then you clearly haven't met our king...he's a tyrant. A tyrant and an asshole and-and a bully...
"Hm...Well I'm also a tyrant, asshole, and a bully."
Esme: ...what are you saying?
".....I'm a king."
Esme: ...Ohhhh...Oh fuck.
"What realm are you from?"
