Zianro blushed beet red when she began to speak about preparing for the wedding. That pushed out the question he had about her brother in its entirety. He shuffled his feet as again as he acted like a shy teen, despite the fact he was the same age as The Queen.<br/><br/>"I would have preferred small, because I'm not so great in big parties." He stated. He had no choice but to accept this wedding and marriage. Why did Valsir do it? He had a clear idea why. They wanted to throw him under the proverbial carriage. This was Ragnar's way of telling him, 'You got pushed into this, I'm just making sure you and I get a beneficial gain.'<br/><br/>That still didn't help the blush on his face. "But regardless, it's your wedding and you have as much say as I do. So let's try and figure out a compromise." He said. Now why did he go and say that?! His mind mentally slapped itself to remind him that he did have a say!