Zack entered the throne room. The cape of his outfit flared dramatically behind him. He quickly made his way to the throne. It was weird sitting on his father's chair. Zack knew that someday it would be his, but for now it was his father's. It would probably be his fathers for years after his father passed. Once he was seated Zack waited for the princess to appear. He thought about all the different personalities that she could help. He didn't want to met her. He didn't want to like her. He wanted to choose his own bride. But that was impossible. He sat up when the guards announced that she was on her way to the throne room. Zack assumed his most royal pose and prepared himself to met his bride.