Oh, Merlin, he was undressing! It was only his cuff links, but it still brought into unavoidable focus what she had only just realized about sharing a room with him tonight. She flushed, but found the voice to answer his question, at least. "Yes, of course. It's all wonderful." And it was; everything about it was perfect.

Wasn't someone supposed to have warned her about tonight? She knew enough about what was going to happen to know that married girls typically got a talk from someone before their wedding night, but she had never received such a thing. Of course, there was no one to give it; she had no living female relations, and Armando would never have considered a thing. Armando had forgotten about her debut, until she had reminded him that she needed one, and she was hardly going to remind him about this! She supposed she could have asked Nova what it was like, but the truth was that it had entirely slipped her mind until this moment, in all of the bustle of planning the wedding.

"Uhm," she said with another deep flush as she glanced down at her dress. "Is there — a room for me to change in? Or a changing screen, perhaps?" She couldn't be meant to just change into her night gown in font of him, could she?