"Hear me out." he said firmly, taking the younger man by the shoulders.
"The king wants his daughter married to one of the people. That's why he announced it to the crowd, instead of quietly marrying her off to some old nobleman. You're a police officer, with a perfect record and outstanding reputation. What better person for her to marry? We'll stage a wedding, and as part of the dowry, you'll demand the other girl, I don't know, as some sort of concubine. When all's said and done, you'll fade back into quiet obscurity, divorce her, marry your girlfriend, and give the two girls to me."