Anne leaned down, nuzzled him softly, kept their foreheads close again.

"You realize these aren't laws set in stone, do you not?" Anne pointed out. "Just to be clear. I'm not sure if you have similar tales here, but in England we had tales of King Arthur and his knights - they're pretty much the standard to which all men are held."

Anne paused, trying to think of all of them and how to explain properly.

"The only rules that really matter are these: A man must protect the woman he loves from each and every threat. His first duty after that, if he claims to love her over all others, is to remain loyal to her - his heart and his body can only belong to her. But then, the same can be said of women in that regard," Anne pursed her lips. "It's...all a matter of opinion really."

She glanced down to him again.

"It's based upon what is important to you."