With the king knelt before her, his head down, Genevieve placed her hend atop it, still looking for anybody that may be watching them. She felt eyes upon her, but it could all be her imagination, she admitted to herself. "Motto?" She knelt beside the king and guided him to his feet. "You could escort me to my chambers?" She would take his arm if offered. "I am learning my way around, however I am fairly unfamiliar with the castle and still need an escort most of the time." She thought back to the one time she had skulked about alone. It didn't take long for her to get lost, but several hours wondering about found herself back to her chambers.<br/><br/>"I was wondering, Your Majesty," Genevieve was trying to ease both herself and the King with small talk, however if her own feelings were any indication, it wasn't working. "Would you mind introducing me to some of the nobles about the castle? I met a few my first day here, but I would love for you to introduce me." She smiled to the King and squeezed his arm. "I think it would be nice for them to see us together."<br/><br/>Genevieve was silent for a while as they continued down the castle corridors. She was beginning to relax and she put her head upon his shoulder as they walked side by side. "I had fun today." Genevieve pipped up. "Even if we were....interrupted." She flushed, thankful he wasn't looking directly into her face, even still she managed to turn her head so her hair hid her blush. "The swim was brilliant! I still can't believe you just jumped right in!" It was beautifully spontaneous.<br/><br/>They came to a halt at her chamber doors and Genevieve stood before the King. Her eyes were downcast and she was fidgeting with the belt of her robe. "Would..you like to come in..for a moment?" Genevieve brushed a few strands of hair behind her ear and her eyes made there way to Motto's. "You don't have too." Should she have invited him in? Perhaps in a more intimate setting he might open up to her and explain what exactly happened in the forest. And if not? They could speak of other things and get to know each other better.<br/><br/>Or-or they could get themselves into trouble if they were caught alone, behind closed doors. Really, what was the problem? They were to be married in six days. Of course, the same logic could be used for a counter argument. It was<span style="font-style: italic">only</span>six days. Surely they could wait. Oh goodness, Genevieve felt very nervous and pressed her hands to her stomach.