Aelon's smile grew as he got a good look at the young lady. Yes, she was definitely a Martell. Forward and pleasure - loving. Also, possibly of less than certain loyalty to the crown if certain rumors were to be believed. He could do his duty to his brother and pass the afternoon in a pretty girl's company. What a delightful situation.
"I would be delighted, m'lady," he said with a cheeky smile as he took the offered goblet. Taking a sip of the wine, he said appreciatively "It appears your taste is as impeccable as your beauty. I'm afraid I haven't had the chance to place a name to your face, as of yet." He looked at her curiously.