Marken shrugged at her question, instead offering a smile. "If my father or anyone else needs something from me, they'll almost certainly know where to fetch me. I truly have nothing better to do with my time right now, my little princess. I already spent all day with you as it was before, what makes you think that'll change now? Because I'm less comfortable?"

He gave her a look that clearly implied that he thought that was a ridiculous notion, before returning to his smile. "I'm still capable of sharing my day with you, even if I can't share my nights, though I'm sure there's someone who would be delighted to know that little detail." He thought to the governess and let out a sigh, at how she treated Ella because she wasn't direct royalty. Such attitudes were something he didn't care for, certainly not from someone who would be tending to him personally.

"So, what flavor of cake would you like? We must pick something for our wedding cake, afterall." He smiled at her again, detracting the topic from the situation at hand to someone almost certainly more preferable. It wasn't very subtle, but it was effective.