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When Atane took his hand again, Thayne was a little surprised. His hand felt sort of weird and clammy against hers, but he hoped she either did not mind or did not notice. Holding people's hands was something he was certainly not used to. "Ah, perhaps not quite as nervous as you but... still rather nervous." He agreed with a slight nod of his head.

Thayne could feel his face getting red at her words, though he wished that there was some way that he could control that. Despite all of his spoiled-ness, that was one thing he did not have going against him; he actually didn't believe that he was very good-looking. His parents, realizing how spoiled he was going to be at a young age, tried to discourage such talk around him just for that purpose. Thus, whenever it was mentioned, he hardly knew how to react, he would get so flattered.

"W-well thank you." He said, slightly flustered. "I could say nearly the same for you though. And I should know something of it; I can't tell you how many of my father's guests, clueless of my engagement, have tried to set me up with their daughters. I was starting to think that it was impossible for one to possess both wealth and beauty..." Thayne chuckled a little, feeling more comfortable with these words. "Not to mention, with this craze of corsets and being thin, hardly any of them have a body left beyond the bare essentials." Being a male, he could not help but notice the fact that her chest and hips were far fuller than most. It was starting to put bad images into his head, though he supposed it hardly mattered. She was going to be his wife anyway. They would have to get to such things at some point.