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– I understood everything mom. You’re right. I hope I like my fiance Tamara. What will you advice me? What to talk about with her at the ball? I want to impress her.

– Son – Father was clearly delighted with my question. – Have you ever talked to the maids or just slept with them. Ladies love to talk about flowers and chocolates. All sorts of rubbish. Praise her dress there, her hair. Ladies are obsessed with their appearance. Treat her to champagne. That’s all.

– Don’t listen to his son. The queen said sadly. It can be seen that her father speaks little to her and all conversations are reduced to pressing problems. – Talk to her about romance. About the books I read. Just not the ones I found under the bed. And with dressed ladies. She shook her head sadly. – The ones about the heroes who rescue the princesses from their prisons in the castle with the dragon. This of course does not happen in real life. Like princesses, they decide at least something in life. My father kept me all my life until I was eighteen in the tower of a castle far in the mountains. Then he married your dad. My opinion was not asked. In this world, a lady generally has little say in decision making. It’s a man’s world. And even if the princess does not like you, she will still marry you. But how you live with it depends on you. So you can tell her a poem. Talk a lot. Don’t let her open her mouth. Let him think that you are a friendly guy. Although there is little hope for this. You are my ugly son. Well, at least a prince, otherwise with such a character and appearance you would not have survived in the world outside the castle walls. All three adults nodded their heads and laughed. What did I do to them? Although they may be right. – Try not to be yourself. Try to be like a prince.