Marken let out a small grin, and leaned in, kissing Ella's cheek through the bars of the cell. "I did. It costs nothing extra to pick and choose what guards are present at our wedding. Besides, if I keep him happy, he'll keep coming up with excuses to let us be alone..." His arm was already draped over her shoulder comfortably, so a little squeeze to pull her that much closer was given.

"We'll get you out of here soon enough. Get you sleeping in a comfortable bed again." It truly hurt him to know that she was in the prison cell when she hadn't truly done anything to him. Yes... She had the intent earlier, but that was gone, right? He certainly didn't fear any action from her, she'd had him at her mercy multiple times when they slept, and she hadn't done anything to him. "I'll sorry for my fathers actions..."