You were sitting in the large lounge, reading in the castle with your new husband. You were married a week ago after your father offered your hand in marriage, and you were still getting used to everything. Your husband, Kenneth, looked up from his book and looked over at you, noticing you seemed a bit off. You felt his gray eyes stare into you but did nothing and didn't look up. "Love, is everything alright?" He spoke softly, closing his book and setting it down.