[ She gazed around the room placidly, admiring it from head to toe. This indeed looked like her chambers back in her realm, and was more than suitable. But why had he suddenly gone so calm? Not letting her guard down, she kept an even stare on him as she listened to his words. So this was to be her room? How thoughtful of him. Here she had expected to be given a nice mattress somewhere in the incinerator room. ]

I understand completely, thank you. So with this business out of the way, how about you and I play a certain game?

[ She lifted herself backwards onto the bed and crossed her legs, testing the firmness of the mattress. Still, her eyes never left him. ]

What's one of the most valuable pieces a bride-- through every age--has to offer? What diminishes her worth if she doesn't come specifically prepared with it? Come now, I'm sure you know this one.