"You Called for me my father?" You say as you courtsey to the King.
"Yes." he responds. "My daughter you have come of age. So it is time to marry a prince. I have already made the arrangments for you to marry the one who will bring the most prosperity to the kingdom. Sara meet your new husband, Prince Harold."
Oh God No! You think to yourself. Prince Harold is the prince of one of the largest kingdoms in the world, but know one would ever want to marry him. You see Prince Harold is very spoiled, he has spent his whole life being catered to, so his inactiveness has made him very over weight. So over weight in fact, that people have nick named him 'Prince Harold the Hog.'
You don't have anymore time to think about it, because at that moment Prince Harold walks into the room. Well to be more acurate he is carried into the room on a giant moveable platform. One look at the fat blubbery mass that is the Prince, and you can tell that his enormous weight pervents him form moveing under his own power, thats why he is on the platform.
Prince Harold himself wore very little clothing, except for an extremely large royal cloak that could barely cover his backside and his crown, he was naked. Not that he needed any clothing anyway since his enormous belly, that was resting on the floor of his platform, completly covered his private areas.
Prince Harold bows(Or something close to it) to the king as he enters. "Your Majesty" Prince Harold says in a deep booming voice that sends waves of jiggles down his body. "I'am here to meet my future wife."
"Greetings Prince Harold! This is your future wife, my daughter the Princess Sara." The King says as he extends an arm in your direction.
"Greetings my Lady." The blubbery Prince says to you.
"Greetings my Lord." You say, barely keeing the look of disgust off your face.
"I'll leave you two alone to get to know each other." The King says as he leaves the throne room.