“Oh I can imagine.”
“Yeeeeah, they don’t exactly know about it yet. They’ll freak out about how I won’t be able to provide an heir and all that junk.”
“Fair enough, I suppose. But, whatever makes you…
“…Uh huh. Say, I haven’t seen that girly around lately…” He shrugged his shoulders up.
“Rapunzel?” Gothel waved a hand, “Oh she’s around. I spoke with her today. Funny, she didn’t mention you.”
“Well I only ran into her a couple of times. I wouldn’t expect her to mention me…then again if she were a part of /my/ Empire, then I would be highly disappointed!”
“And how did someone as young as you get to run an Empire?”
“I was the heir to the throne…my parents didn’t really…raise me. If you get my drift. Soooo I was raised by my royal advisor, Yzma. Geez, she’s living proof that dinosaurs once roamed the Earth. But she wanted the throne and blah blah, tried to take me out, but failed. And so here I am today.”
“What do you mean ‘tried to take you out’?”
“Tried to poison me, but since she didn’t label all her potions, I got turned into a llama instead. Things got all crazy after that, but hey, that part of my life was turned into a film!” He exclaimed, not really feeling up to telling that whole story. The male /never/ wanted to be turned into a llama again.