[h2]Pvt. Aden Robertson[/h2] 

Aden wishes he had gotten out more as a kid. Or at least done more then trust his family to provide the advantageous match. His sole experience to romance beyond flings on a weekend pass was a match his parents had arranged. A few supervised meetings that they had tried not to make eye contact during while their respective parents ironed out the contract. The date of their proposal was supposed to be post his Inbur trip. 

Well the gods knew how that had turned out. How that led to him asking permission to court a royal (and it being accepted; no less) still boggled his mind. 

Zoe's babbling however at least made Aden feel better in one aspect. She was as confused in this whole mess as he was. Something that at least gave him the confidence to continue. 

"I can't confess must experience in these matters either." He offered his arm though. Becoming more aware of the chilling bite of the wind. "But we can find out together if you wish your High-....Zoe."