Lenally turned to face her brother, feigning a groan after they'd gone into her new room, one that she liked infinitely better. Anyone with half a brain would know that. "I know I know.....but I want to punch something!" Lenally growled, balling one hand into a fist and punching it thoroughly into the palm of her other hand. "You're lucky, no one tries to kiss you Henrik." Lenally's cheeks burned, however now that they were in private, it was clear to see that the flush of her cheeks was not just from blushing. It was from embarrassment. Only to Henrik would Lenally reveal her truest emotions, for she knew that unlike others, he would not use them against her for some form of game. Surely, he would bargain with her to gain her best behavior in exchange for something she wanted, but he did not gain anything for himself other than helping his sister to be herself.<br/><br/>"No one has ever....done that before." Lenally sighed, looking a bit bashful as she avoided eye contact. She looked at the exact spot on which her hand had been kissed. She was not against the idea of romance either, no, she had a penchant for romance novels that no one knew about (well, save for Henrik) and would often read them quietly in private. Her greatest fear was not love of falling in love, but the changes it might bring. She could not give up her love of fighting, swearing, or generally bawdy behavior. Only a man who could accept her as she is would truly be able to charm the young princess. And Princess Julie too.....something about her made Lenally ponder too. She'd never really decided how she felt towards other women. She indeed got along with them, but she wondered if she would ever have stronger feelings towards one. Either way, her admittance to such feelings would be a challenge to anyone seeking to get that out of her (even for Henrik, though perhaps not quite as big a challenge)<br/><br/>"It made me feel so different....I couldn't punch him but I wanted to." Lenally brushed some of her short, black hair behind her ear. It'd grown a little longer on the trip, but was still not past the nape of her neck, but long enough to give away her gender (her mother would not allow her to keep it any shorter) "And then.....Gerrard! Please tell me that I will not be stuck marrying that lecherous dog. I'd sooner cut off my throwing arm than marry him!" Her comments were biting, but she also had a hint of bashfulness at speaking of him too. It was a bit more subtle than the comments towards Lorenso, not much more. "I might have to punch his fucking face regularly to keep his hands off of me!" Lenally folded her arms. "Neither one of us should have to get married if it comes up." She shook her head with a finality that would be easy to catch, despite it's inability to change the facts.<br/><br/>If things went the way they thought they would, Lenally would most likely not be returning to Aserit. And whether she liked it or not, she would have to accept it if it happened.