Marken hadn't shown a reaction, aside from an annoyed look coming to his face, when the guard had interrupted them. He turned around, his mouth opening to speak to the man, though not in a harsh way. Not like how Ella responded to him. Afterall, he was just trying to do his job, it wasn't like he had forced them apart. Clearly, he was scared enough to address two members of royalty like that as it was, the last thing Marken was going to do was reprimand him for doing what he was paid to do.
He looked back to Ella after her outburst, and the guard had left. He chuckled softly at her, his lips curling up into a slight smile. "You know, he was just doing his job. No need to sound so harsh. It's not like we pay him to do anything else." Before he could say anything else, however, Ella had wrapped their lips together, something Marken couldn't help but push himself into. His own hands reached out to her again, sliding over her cheeks and wrapping into her hair.
As they broke apart, Marken couldn't help but smile at her again. "Though I suppose doing things like that is best for a private room." He sat down on the floor, deciding that if he was to be here for quite some time, he would be comfortable atleast.
"I'll come for you soon, my sweet Princess. As soon as I can." He played along with the little act, though refrained from calling her the name she had given herself. It was clear she didn't enjoy it, from what she had told him. "I'll get you out of here and then we can relax in my room, share a glass of wine. I'll even make sure it's something stronger than desert wine, just for you." He'd give her another smile, closing his eyes to just enjoy the moment.