Helia watched as the men greeted each other, Raul had been to Rome so he was familiar with their odd handshake. Helia had never seen it herself and found the contact interesting. Though why one would willingly give someone such an easy handhold on their person was beyond her. She did not miss the young ladies approaching her Death Game Victors. The men responded to the women's advances, allowing them to trail curious fingers over scares of battles past. She could hear one of them chuckling at the comparison to the gladiators, another commenting he might like to spar with them to see if it was true. Other than being able to fend for herself, Helia trusted her guards to keep an eye on herself and Raul. They might appear to be distracted but they each were loyal men. Failing them, the Raven Gaurd was the Empire's elite.<br/><br/>Raul chuckled as the pretty young thing came over and attached herself to his arm, his age-spotted hand patting her own as it rests on his arm. "Ah, you would do me a great honor and kindness young lady."<br/><br/>Helia smiled at this display, it was always nice when other's helped her own plan along. "Lord Raul would be delighted I am sure. The carriages are much kinder to him than being jostled about on the shoulders of Victors." This was the truth, the elder had done his best to hide his discomfort after insisting she not have to make the journey without company.  Lord Owen came forward then and reached for her hand, allowing this, his lips trailed lightly across her knuckles as he greeted her, a smirk touching his lips for the briefest moment as he pulled away. It had been but the briefest of contact but she could hear the soft gasps of the lower harem women, could feel the guards around her stiffen. To touch her, much less press one's lips to her flesh, was simply a thing that was not done. Helia smiled widely, blushing lightly as she chuckled. "Ah, our friends from across the sea have the most charming customs. How delightful!" As she spoke, her small party seemed to be at ease. She let her hand fall from his light grip as she raised her arms wide in welcome.<br/><br/>"Welcome to our home. We pray to the gods that your stay will be a blessing for both of our nations."<br/><br/>Turning her gaze on each of Lord Owen's five female companions she was sure to look each of them in the eye. "During your stay here, Lord Wilson, your ladies will be considered my personal guests. As such, I have brought five of our most accomplished apprentices from the Lower Harem. Each is a lady in her own right and has volunteered to serve as a ladies maid to your companions." The servants shifted queitly, stunned that The Lily would take these strange, forward women under her wing.<br/><br/>"Ladies, my sisters will act as your guide in the Palace. It is rather large and one can become easily lost. They will also instruct you in our customs if the need arises.They will also be sure that you enjoy our baths, a special treat to be sure. Please consider them your friends during your stay with us."<br/><br/>Each of these women would be given their own personal chambers which contained sleeping and sitting quarters. All would be located in the east wing of the palace. Helia had been sure to have the room prepped days in advance as travel by sea was an unpredictable thing.<br/><br/>A servant came up to Helia, whispering in her ear that all was ready.<br/><br/>"Now, If these beauties you brought would be so kind as to follow the servants to their carriages we can be under-way. Lord Wilson, would you be so kind as to accompany me? I fear the carriage will be unbearably crowded with four of you. "