As her husband entered took in the understanding of what his<em>gift</em>was, Clarrise remained quiet and watched his reaction to see if he was pleased. His clumbersome moment of surprise, followed by the pleaseness of what was before him meant. Before, she had a inkling of worry. Worry that he might not be all too pleased with the suggestion. Worry that he might even become angry over the idea of inviting another into their bed. That he would some how take it as a suggestion of a lack or performance and inability to satisfy, and that it would somehow hurt his ego. But however complexed it had been, it was a small worry which wad now proving needless.<br/><br/>She smiled as he examined the girl, seemingly pleased that he appeared pleased, and certainly pleased that Mara seemed very willing and happy with the situation at hand. Despite the power she held over the girl, the queen wouldn't had wanted her to be unhappy with the arrangements. Needless to say, Clarrise herself was pleased as well. Yes, she did have a certain attraction to other women, and she would finally get to explore those attractions and do so while hopefully rekindling the passion between herself and her husband.<br/><br/>After Archibald asked her name and Mara answered, Clarrise looked from the girl to her husband. "Do you like my gift, my King?" She asked, though she could likely guess the answer by the look on his face. You do not live with somebody for so long without learning to recognize their expressions and emotions at a glance.