[The son of the Duke of Razelia, Runan, has just liberated the Reevan castle town you were laying low in. You kiss up to him for a second, and then you belittle his efforts by telling him he isn't doing his job right and that he should see to it this folly doesn't happen again.]

How can you expect people like us to rule effectively if you soldiers won’t do your job? You’d do wise not to let such a disgrace happen ever again, Lord Runan.

[Your 'fiancée', Princess Reeve, is suggesting the outrageous idea of marrying Runan, a small time noble, and thus proclaiming him as king of Reeve. You desperately try to explain to her the impact of what that would mean for the Kingdom of Reeve]

B-But Your Highness, that simply will not do! As I have said before, it would be unthinkable for a princess to marry someone as lowly as a mere nobleman with only a maternal connection to the royal line…