Noble Suitors

Victorique sat at her desk and rested her head in her arms.

"Urgh…" Victorique groaned, "All these nobles are so old or just weird!" It's like they've never even talked to a woman before!"

A knock was heard at the door. Victorique answered with a, "Who is it?"

"Good evening, my lady, it is your loyal servant, Sebastian Gallo,"

"Enter,"

Sebastian soon entered, "Good evening once more, my lady, I heard you talking to yourself and decided to check on you,"

Victorique heaved a sigh, "Why can't all these suitors of mine have the same etiquette and care that you do?"

"Don't say that, my lady, I'm sure that only the best have been chosen as your suitors," Sebastian said.

"If this is the best this country has to offer, I fear for its future," Victorique lamented, "I wish you were born into nobility Sebastian, you'd be a good noble,"

"My lady, I'm flattered, but I likely would not be the same person as I am now,"

"I see…" Victorique muttered to herself, "Then, Sebastian, you shall take me out into town! We shall go on a 'date' as the commoners call it!"

"As you wish, my lady,"