She blushes prettily at the compliment. "I hope it continues to be fortuitous." Her hips shift just barely, nearly imperceptibly but for the tiny movement of her skirt. "It is a fine name, Don Cesare. And it speaks beautifully on the lips, yes?"
Her eyebrows raise but her expression remains only curious. "Ah, my family has had much the same. My aunt spoke little English when she met my uncle. But they are married still and they both speak easily to one another. What happened to your wife? Or does it pain you to speak of it?"