The kiss was brief, but it sent sparks through Marken, though it wasn't nearly like the ones they had shared before they had fallen asleep, as practice. The thought brought a smile to his face, if that was practice, what would a real kiss between them feel like? He felt a sense of warmth, for real reason in particular. When she spoke, he nodded, thought he abrupt way she pulled herself away from him gave him a frown.

He could see her eyes for just a brief moment, as she pulled herself away from him. He recognized that look, he'd seen it in his own face several times. What was she disappointed about? He would find out soon enough, he hoped. Standing up himself, he straightened out his clothing, before stretching out and yawning again. "Yes, I suppose he will be. Couldn't have that." He would approach Ella and gently place an arm around her waist, leading her out the door, to begin walking to the dining hall.

"His name is Glenn, if you didn't know that already. I'm sure you know how to properly address someone of royalty, so I won't give you an lecturing there. Just... Act in love with me, and things should be fine." He gave her a reassuring smile, his voice soft the entire time they walked. This was probably the most important meeting they would have, and they barely had any preparation for it. Acting in love, with the very thing questionable. Still, to anyone they passed, they appeared to be a couple, with Markens arm wrapped securely around her waist.