It took her a moment to process what he meant, why would she need his coin?  She did not have heaps of money, but she and Storka managed between the two of them.  All at once the concept dawned on her.  He thought she was a woman of the night looking to sleep with him.  Aleksandra held in an odd laugh as the idea fully set in.  Perhaps she should have felt offended or indignant, but in her experience, courtesans and companions were generally attractive women, so there was no real offense to be taken.  Instead, she reached out and this time her hand remained on his forearm until she received his full attention.<br/><br/>"I am not a prostitute, Maleki."  There had been no recognition in his first glance at her.  Trepidation came back to her as she tried again to garner his attention.  Surely he was not going to be happy to see her and she doubted he would expect her to be in a place such as this.  Aleksandra had not expected it herself.  The people at the table regarded her with raised brows and curious looks and they seemed as interested in Maleki's reaction to her as they were in her presence here.  She supposed there was probably not a lot of means of entertainment in the town here, her intrusion added some small air of mystery.<br/><br/>"I was actually looking for your father, but since I was directed to find you instead, I assume he is no longer with us." She wondered if that would jar his memory.  She forced herself to stand straight up and did her best not to look at his friends, for fear she might lose her nerve and leave if she did.  "I would really appreciate it if we could take somewhere less...public.  Please?"  Her voice cracked on the last word.  There were others she could seek out for aid, but it was difficult time.   There had been men who were loyal to her father for years that had switched sides and backed LeVane as he took over the throne of Hammarfell.  Did they truly believe her father had failed them or were they just so set against the idea of Aleksandra rising to the throne that they would happily betray their king?