Deterred? Deterred from a princess? Fuck no! For one, princesses had money. For two, princesses were hot. And for three? Princesses had handmaidens. Sure, like two of those things didn't have as much clout considering no one could wear less than six layers of clothes at a time without dying from hyperthermia, but it couldn't be this ice-covered all the time, right?

Then, hot princess and handmaiden fun times.

And shit, he's never met a princess before. There was some high somethingsomething he met when he was diplomatting across the universe, some bigwig on the Sangheili side, but that hadn't actually counted. Mostly because she could crush his head, and sometimes they liked to remind him of that, Chosen One or not. Being special was cool and all until it almost killed you for the sixth time.

"Sooo, you're one of those wine, dine, before the sixty-nine type of girls. That's cool. I can take my time." He was nothing, if not patient. Well, and persistent, determined, and finally interested in something other than this fucking cold. "So, why aren't there, like, fifty guys surrounding you at all times then? I figured they'd be climbing all over pretty royalty."