"I imagine she came in to clean, and found us here instead. This palace is so massive, how is one supposed to know where people are at all times?" He defended the servant to an extent, to the point where she was atleast partially justified in what she did. He was glad that she was drinking the wine, it would help calm her down. There wasn't much alcohol in it, a weaker wine intended to be served at dinners for taste, being too early in the day for Marken to enjoy a stronger wine. Certainly not infront of Ellanor either, who he was certain would exploit it.

When she put down her glass, he was confused slightly. He heard her misstep in words, his eyes narrowing at them just slightly. "I'm sure." He didn't push the point, instead finishing off his glass of wine easily, while continuing to appraise Ellanor. So, she had cleaned, and given the context from before, she had likely done far more than something simple, like her own room. No, she had probably served as a maid, perhaps? Again, he felt bad for the girl. She didn't seem to have had things going for her, being forced to be his wife, for the time being, sharing her first kiss with him...

"If there's something wrong, don't hesitate to tell me. I'm going to try and make your experience here tolerable, considering it's going to be horrible enough for you in public, beneath the loving exterior..." His tone was soft and gentle, like it was earlier when he tried to comfort her.