He raised an eyebrow to her, before smiling widely. Marken found himself incredibly amused by her words, and the way she saw things. It was like she was trying to both accept the fact that they were to be married, and trying to force it away. "I don't think it's a liberty I shouldn't be allowed, considering I am your soon to be husband. I'm not crossing any lines of decency, that I know of. I'm simply acting how I know to. Besides, you can't tell me that you don't enjoy the compliments Ella. Or would you prefer I not call you pretty or beautiful?"

He smiled at his own words, before watching Ella pull away from him, turning away from his form. Had he embarrassed her with his words? It was certainly possible, given her reactions to everything else he did. However... Instead, she surprised him, turning around to offer him an amulet. His eyes widened at her words, as she explained that it was a token, supposed to symbolize affection. He instantly felt guilty, having nothing of the such to offer her.

He gently took the amulet from her, sliding it around his neck, making certain that the actual amulet was visible from outside of his clothing. He would wear it with pride, or he wouldn't wear it at all. "I'm not quite sure what to say, other than thank you. It's beautiful, Ella. Just like you." The best he could offer her at this moment was a compliment, so he intended to do so. Atleast he could try to make her know that she was the one he had picked, out of the hundreds of possibly matches, she was the one. That was no small feat, Marken would imagine.