Lorenso vaguely recalled the title, having spent some time their picking up silks and spices on the return journey; although giving her age she was probably the then Emirs grand-daughter, that or he was having children well into his old age. "I visited there when I was far, far younger, I found it much more to my taste." He smilled at her blue eyes as he finished the last of his meal. "But you seem too fair a beauty to be born so far south. I never saw such wonderous blue eyes in the desert." As he spoke he elegantly moved white gloved hands. "Does some of your lineage come from my country?" He was probing for information. Partly to learn why they might be here... And partly because they were some of the most wonderful eyes he had seen in a while.