"So it really is the princess!" Julius Reed said excitedly, "Sorry, I must be cautious in dealing with matters regarding the princess. Imagine, if Kyler Reed were to impersonate you, leading us to abandon the rescue, wouldn't the real princess be in great danger?"
"Fair point."
The generals from The North Sea voiced their agreement.
"Just by calling someone 'husband', you can determine whether or not I'm Kyler Reed?" Baylor Davenport said, touching her swollen face, breathing rapidly.
To think that I, of noble birth, would be slapped by this vile man!
"Of course." Julius Reed confidently replied, "It's very difficult for one man to call another man 'husband', at least I find it hard to utter."
Having said this, he turned to the surrounding soldiers of The North Sea, "Can any of you say it?"
"No way!"
"I'd vomit."
"Too disgusting!"
The faces of The North Sea soldiers turned dark as they all refused.
"See." Julius Reed spread his hands and said, "That's the truth."
