Jester turned over to look at Beau with a big smile, "You know we read all these books and stuff…and that's not at all the way love is described in the books that we read!"

She waits for Beau to agree with her or say something alike but instead she watches as her friend turns towards her with a piercing, yet confused look.

"You…you mean the porn books that we read?" Her deep voice sounding slightly accusatory but mostly confused, "Those?"

Jester feels the confusion on her face before she asks the question, "Well, are, are they like porn though or are they just the way relationships are for real though?"

Beau stares at her silently for several seconds, but Jester can see the worry beginning to creep into the lines of her face, "Well…uh…"

Jester realizing this was going to turn a place she didn't want it to go interrupted her in a flustered barrage of words even as she felt her own face grow warm, "It's-okay-we-don't-need-to-talk-about-it tonight! I know everything already! It doesn't matter!"

She quickly turned over unable to face Beau her face burning with warmth as her friend let out a flustered exclamation but Jester's imagination was already taking over.

"It's not romance!" She screamed to herself, flustered and confused and scared. She remembered all the times she had spied on her Mama, enraptured with her voice as she sang and entranced whatever person had been graced with her presence. She had heard them whisper sweet nothings…but they had to have been like in the books right?! Maybe Beau didn't know…I mean those books she had found and read at her Mama's and on the road, …they were so charming! Grandious exclamations of love, and all the flirting, it was so enchanting!

Maybe you're wrong. A voice said creeping in from the back of her mind…and as it did she couldn't help but think of Fjord and her face began to burn even more.

He was so confusing! He was so charming, when he wanted to be, and handsome, I mean obviously, and adorable, his little tusks. He didn't like her…though, that was clear like he hadn't even made a move yet, except…except for the kiss. She touched her lips for a second…but did that really even count, it had been a moment out of her books…so romantic and larger than life…and then nothing. Nothing more, he was just being friendly, trying to fix her food, smiling at her, just being friendly…but now it was starting to hit her. No, no Veth and her husband had been so…friendly. No grandiose statements or great exclamations, just hugs and smiles and small jokes between them…if that…if that was romance…did that mean…Fjord…

The blushing came back with a vengeance but she fought it off, this was all so confusing…but it made her just a bit happier to think about.