Regina nodded and smiled. "I thought as much. I think my son will be a good husband, though I'm probably biased too." She let out a soft chuckle before returning to her meal in silence, having nothing else to ask Ella. If she didn't question her on anything, the meal would pass by relatively quickly.

Afterwards, if Ella were to search for Marken, he'd be impossible to track down. It was almost like he was hiding from Ella, the guards either not knowing where he was, or unwilling to disclose the information. As it stood, he was gone for the moment. Instead, he was simply taking a stroll through the gardens. He doubted Ella would ever look for him there, considering his love for the indoors and things such as wine. The garden lacked both of those.

A change of scenery never hurt either, as he took in the fresh air and glanced around. He was also trying to figure out a suitable location for their wedding. He wanted it, despite his parents wishes, to be a low key affair. Ella wasn't that well known, and as it stood, he honestly didn't want to deal with the hundreds of commoners who would show up if they were allowed. The upper echelons of society, along with Ella's family, would be allowed to attend. The garden had an area that was more than suitable for a gathering of that sort, large enough to fit them all comfortably, but still within the walls to provide privacy for the marriage.