The Count of Adellan had enough experience at court to know that most smart ladies pretended to be completely different than the others, and that it was rarely true; a fashion of sorts. Her frankness was, well, something new, but she clearly lacked style and manners. Talking of herself as 'material', about playing cards, openly proclaiming that he was uninteresting... had she been a man, he would already have been close to reaching for his glove.<br/><br/>"I wish not to impose my presence on you if it is so uninteresting to you, Madame," he said coolly, retreating from her and giving her a look of disdain. "You are free to return to the Queen." He extended his hand towards a small parlor in the open. "You might wish to wait the appropriate time before you return there in the parlor, so that the Queen cannot reprimand you for disobeying. I shall go elsewhere out of sight of Her Majesty, because frankly, Your Highness, you have not shown much that is interesting to me, either."<br/><br/>He gave a short, military bow and started to walk away, shaking his head and asking himself what the world had come to. Duchesses speaking like stupid girls...