Helen watched as he stood and walked away, curious what he was up to. It was comical watching the servant follow behind. They were so predictable. She looked from the almond he offered, then glanced to the ever watchful servants, and back to Menelaus. "We're not even married yet. They have nothing to worry about." But she did accept the almond, even if it went straight from his fingers to her mouth. Helen was still as innocent as they come. She had never known a man, and only men she had ever kissed were relatives and even those were to the cheek.