He would have enjoyed her reaction, if his wasn't similar. Contrary to the popular beliefs held about royalty, Marken had found little interest in flings or having a mistress to dally his times away with. It simply didn't fit him, to throw himself around with loose women. He watched her pace back and forth, an action that only caused him more annoyance. "I didn't think into it, until now, honestly."

He sighed at her second question. "I have, three years ago on my sixteenth birthday." He didn't go into more detail than that, not needing to. From the sound of things, she hadn't kissed at all, or as rarely as he had. He poured himself yet another cup of tea to help calm his nerves, sinking back into his chair and sipping at the drink. Times like this were when people needed to be calm... Despite the fact that people would expect the exact opposite from the two of them, when they saw them.