Desmond let a small grin curl over his face and he cracked his neck. He looked to Keith and smiled "I don't have anything to tell you, ask around" he said slyly as he sipped his drink "besides" he said with a chuckle "it's not like it's that damn important where I'm from anyways". He chuckled a little as he leaned back in his seat "so, what makes you want to be with the princess?" He asked intrigued "I need her military and she needs mine....whats your gain out of a marriage?" He asked genuinely fascinated with this simply prince.