He turned his head as Ella kissed him on the cheek, their lips briefly meeting. They broke apart just as quickly, Marken pulling her closer to him as well. "I love you too." He sounded as though the night before hadn't happened at all, letting out a small frown as she pulled away from his embrace. Still, they did need to separate at some point, though he hoped such cuddling could be done again, for longer than just a few minutes before getting out of bed. He wanted to repeat the experience of the couch they shared, or when Marken first discovered his mothers poisoning.

Watching Ella finally blow up to Victoria, he let out a small chuckle as she stomped away, not stepping in for her defense in the least. No, he completely supported his Ella's actions, especially if the woman was going to take it upon herself to insult his wife. That wouldn't be something he was going to deal with, in the least. 

"I think she had that coming. I would've done it if you didn't, I'm not going to tolerate someone insulting you so blatantly." He sat up and pulled her into a tight hug. "Let's get dressed, we need to go to breakfast, don't we? They'll think we're doing things we're not supposed to be if we stay in here too long." He stretched out and let out a great yawn, as his muscles tensed and relaxed from his night of sleep.

He'd wait until Ella was in her own room, before switching out of his bed clothes into the outfit Victoria had brought. Clearly she was embarrassed by his actions the morning before, though Marken didn't really think it was such a bad thing. It was only his chest, afterall, he hadn't exposed anything incredibly private to her. Once they were both dressed and ready to face the day, after Marken had retrieved the vial of poison to show his father when he spoke to him about the maids actions, he would give Ella the passionate kiss that had started to become a tradition of sorts for them, their 'good morning' kiss.