Marxello arched an eyebrow behind his blindfold. â€œI donâ€™t care if you get your feelings crushed by me your highness I was refering to your feelings on love in general. Your ability to find and have love with the man you marry. Versus an emotionless marriage by duty. I could care less on your feelings as I am not wanting this. I meant you falling in love with someone and marrying him because you love him. You are very amusing.â€ He said. Laughing at her. â€œI am glad you donâ€™t want this either. That would be disappointing.â€ He was laughing more. â€œMr. High and Mighty...hahahahaha that is refreshing. I like that. Especially when I wasnâ€™t even refering to the type of emotions and feelings you are apparently thinking. I meant a woman should marry out of love. For the sole reason that she is madly in love with the man and he in love with her. I already know a loveless marriage will end tragically. Wouldnâ€™t you agree father?â€ He asked with a sly grin his fatherâ€™s direction.<br/><br/>He raised a hand feeling the two fatherâ€™s anger. â€œI like her fiestiness.â€ he said rather sharply. He laughed even harder. â€œI donâ€™t want her to apologize. So I am glad she does not wish to do so. It is refreshing...her demeanor. I rather like it. I am arrogant and rightly so. So good of you to notice such arrogance. You arenâ€™t clean of such arrogance either your highness.â€ He said with a teasing smile. Laughing a bit as she continued. â€œI like her attitude. So lively and fiesty...it is refreshing.â€ He smirked and still laughed.<br/><br/>â€œSo they haveâ€¦so they have. I am waiting for wherein I actually care what our fatherâ€™s have decided. Well then...I suppose itâ€™ll be both rough and smooth your highness.â€ He flashed a devilish smile. He burst into harder laughter. â€œHear that...I am a poison. Oh...I really love her attitude. She will be quite the amusing FORCED counterpart. Yet I doubt Iâ€™d have any interest in her sexually. She might bite or try to take it off.â€ He said. Laughing as he heard her storm out. He smirked a bit. â€œHigh horse? Whenever did I get a high horse...hahahaahahahaha. I love that...she is hilarious.â€ He turned to walk out. â€œSuch fire...she amuses me. Perhaps this will not be all bad. I wonder how often I can make her show me that fire.â€ He mused to himself.<br/><br/>He could hear his father fuming. He turned. â€œNothing to forgive. If I find out that either of you have taken away that fire I will be VERY displeased. Father cool your jets. Your majesty of france...please...worry not of your daughterâ€™s behavior. I rather like it. So...it would be of great disappointment to me if you caused her to be any other way. Perhaps even considerable to an act of war. Seeing as...she is my forced betrothed...if you changed something I liked to a docile kitten...isnâ€™t that going back on your end of this deal? It would be to me. Seeing you presented me a fiery wild cat yet if it was a docile kitten...Iâ€™d feel ripped off.â€ He said in a sly devious tone. A respectful smile as he looked to them. He bowed. â€œI bid you adue.â€<br/><br/>He turned and walked off. His respectful smile turned devilish and amused. He walked out and burst into laughter. â€œOh...well played my betrothed. Iâ€™d imagine the looks on their faces are epical right about now.â€ He turned to head to the gardens.