His story always seemed to be different than what others heard. But in his defense, he'd actually been there. He wasn't always appreciative of having the differences pointed out.

"Of course, my apologies. Again, I'm Arthur."

He took her hand and took a moment to size her up. She seemed important, with hair like that. Certainly no peasant. So he raised her hand and bowed his head to plant a small kiss on it.

"It's a pleasure, I'm sure."