human
Oscar:  While it was indeed blunt as proposals went, Tinasha couldn’t immediately comprehend it. He stayed frozen for a bit; something Oscar had anticipated. After deliberating over how to make this easier to swallow, he elected to begin with the part Tinasha was probably most anxious about. “It’s not a bad idea at all. If you’re going to change the system, an alliance with another country will give greater security, and it will relax other nations more than if you marry Legis. Some people are going to see you as a threat no matter what you do, but no one will want to challenge both Tuldarr and Farsas at once.”
gpt
Tinasha:  “What? I—I mean, that’s true, but something seems… Um, give me a moment.” Tinasha trails off, shaking her head at the neatly wrapped facts he had presented her with.
human
Oscar:  After Oscar’s declaration, Tinasha’s expression changed from confused to serious and pensive. It was the face of a queen evaluating the political merits of what she had been offered. He flashed a strained smile at this deeply earnest queen. “Sorry. The way I phrased that was a little unfair. Let me say it again.”
gpt
Oscar:  He recalled the day they met. She had been asleep under the palace for four hundred years, all to meet him. Oscar gazed right into her dark eyes. “I want you. So I’m asking you to marry me. That’s all it is.”
human
Tinasha:  Tinasha’s eyes grew round as saucers. “… Excuse me?”
gpt
Oscar:  “I’m not sure how I feel about that response.” He said, a little offended by her shock but also enjoying needling her about it. Oscar headed for the window to leave the same way he came. Tinasha was still rooted to the ground, and he turned back to look at her. “Well, you have a year, so think it over.”
human
Tinasha:  “H-hold on just a minute. Why are you going out the window…?”