Lord ChatNoir walked the roofs of the townspeople's homes back and forth hoping to clear his head. He couldn't stay and watch his Lady be defiled by his brother nor, think that she might be content without a ChatNoir by her side. He saw a group of girls that decorated themselves in tawdry jewelry that they most likely bought from the market. He thought maybe he could buy Marinette a similar present to distract him from the Empress.

He leaped off the rooftop that was a block away from the town square. Normal people would find this scary but he found the feeling of jumping off heights quite exhilarating. He noticed that market place was crowded this was due to the festival in the honor of the newly crowned Queen and King.

The first stand he came crossed was of Otis Ceasire, the same man in which Prince Adrien bought Aristocat's leather bridle. He noticed that Otis was selling salve made from Fox tribes herbs. "Does the salve work well on scratches?" ChatNoir asked thinking that this would be a more useful gift then cheap jewelry.

"My eldest daughter uses it and it seems to do the trick." He replied. Normally he would say child instead of daughter since, people in the West weren't accustomed to females handling a sword. Lord ChatNoir knew a few women that could hold their own and one that even won against Lord D'Argencourt. "I shall warn you, this salve does burn at first." Otis added as Lord ChatNoir handed over a few coins.

"Thank you for the warning sir." Lord ChatNoir said as he went on his way. This was the least he could do for hurting his childhood friend. Be could hear a familiar laugh as he got closer to the middle of the market place the louder this familiar laughter was.

Marinette was hidden by the violet cloak she wore. She was wrapped around a mysterious man's arm. He was also hidden by the cloak he wore. Whether these two had genuine feelings for each other or just for show this annoyed ChatNoir. He watched from the shadows as she picked up a lavish hand made quilt with finest embroidery that he had ever seen. "Do you want me to buy it?" the man asked fully willing to buy such an expensive gift to make her happy.

"Your very thoughtful but you don't have to offer to buy everything I touch." She stated as she appreciated his effort of trying to be a proper gentleman.

"Shouldn't a husband spoil his wife?" He asked.

"Didn't you spoil me enough back at the castle?" She replied. Her answer surprised her husband. He made sure that her first experience with him would be the most rememberable. His gentle approach was quite a contrast from ChatNoir's feral behavior. She wouldn't admit this but she found that King Felix had a way with the female body that put that erotica book to shame. Practice makes perfect, after all.

"If you prefer being spoiled that way..." He attempted to kiss her but was blocked by a somber colored basin that ChatNoir had pulled off the nearby stand.

"May I interest the lovely lady in a pitcher and basin set?" He asked as ignored he hit in the face with the basin.

"Fé..." she stopped herself from saying his full name. Someone might assume that he was chickening out on the Empress which wouldn't be very good for his reputation. "Are you alright?" She didn't know that Fé was also the nickname his brother occasionally called him.

"I'm fine." he said as he wiped the blood from his nose with his sleeve. He was used having a bloody nose as a child it was part of his condition.

"You don't look fine." She said thinking that it would be bad for the King to return injured.

Lord ChatNoir was jealous and therefore had to restrain himself from hitting the man a second time. He returned the basin to it's rightful place before the Merchant ruining the stand scolded at him.

"ChatNoir, I thought you were better than this." She stated as she felt partly responsible for causing the King's injury. "Do you want to start a fight that you can not win?" She added.

"For you, I'd wage a war." He replied.

King Felix was amused by Lord ChatNoir statement. "Do you know how foolish you are? Proclaiming that you'd wage a war while standing on lands owned by the Agreste's. To state your feelings for my wife when in this country you're as high ranking a flea on dogs back." The King punches Lord ChatNoir as revenge for being hit with the basin. "And in addition to my previous statements, your worth no more than the straw an ass lays on." King Felix said concluding that Lord ChatNoir was the one who used his Queen as a scratching post.

"Both of you are acting like children fighting over a doll." Marinette stated, successfully broke up the fight before it went any farther. She didn't want any attention drawn to either the King or the Lord. Both would face repercussions from King Gabriel.

"You're choosing him over me?" ChatNoir stated not knowing if he could handle another heartbreak.

"Yes." She responded right before Lord ChatNoir pulled the hood of the King's head. The Lord was curious to see who Marinette chose over him. He thought it would be Baron Luka or perhaps the artist that was hired to paint his brother's portrait. Never did he think it would be his brother.

"I think we should go somewhere private to discuss this." Marinette suggested knowing the conversation would eventually lead her to reveal that she is the Empress. To think Marinette's father was worried she didn't have any suitors and now she has both a husband and a lover.

"Perhaps, the Empress's chambers? I'm sure she wouldn't mine." She added hoping Lord ChatNoir would be willing to settle this matter like civilized adults.

"No, I'm not willing to go with a man who cheats on his wife nor his mistress. And to think Marinette I thought you were better than this. Do you make it a habit to open your legs to every man with a title?" Lord ChatNoir's pent up rage just followed threw his sentences. He didn't mean to be this spiteful but here he was taking out his anger once again on Marinette.