Back in the day, before iPhones etc, I knew a guy who snagged a girlfriend for a month.
During the get-to-know-you phase, she confessed she’d love to be a real princess some day.
He said, “well…it just so happens…I’m 6th in line to the throne of Denmark (Or some other country).”
Her eyes lit up.
‘“Now. A lot of baaad things have to happen for me to ascend to the throne. But, if you’re with me…”
A month later he came clean. They broke up amicably.