[b]Clearly uncomfortable with Marken's announcement, Ellanor went back to her chair, taking her seat again to brace herself. She'd completely forgotten that part. Marken was supposed to be marrying a woman who wasn't royalty, so people would expect them to be rather undisciplined with their affections. Dear God, she was mortified that she was in this situation now. She'd never had to seduce a man before, or met one that she felt romantically attached to.

How would she accomplish that when she barely got through the ball just being nice to Marken? Was he more experienced than her? Because she knew nothing of being close to the masculine sex. Standing, Ellanor began to pace back and forth, practically wearing a hole into Marken's carpet. She knew that her image as a passive, unfeeling woman was shattered for the moment, but her brain was too panicked for her to try to rectify the situation.

"I completely forgot about... that," the female admitted as she paced. Stopping mid-stride, the young woman looked at her partner, her gaze completely serious as her cheeks turned pink. 

"Have you ever kissed before?" Ellanor blurted, her hands now clenching the skirts of her dress, creasing the fine material.[/b]