"Somewhat," she said, and she sighed, for she had assumed he wouldn't share his sister's name. "I am not pursued; I am hiding. The man who killed my father when I was still but a hope in my mother's womb is visiting his brother this weekend. While he would not know my face, there is a...family resemblance. My coloring would betray me, and I cannot fight him now. That is why I hide, my...good sir." She didn't know what else to call him, if not a lord, if she had no name. "And I am no lady, at least not by title. I am royal, not noble. That much I will share."