"Analisa." Godolfr repeated the name, not speaking it as much as he was relishing it, as if her name was a precious sound to be enjoyed. His smile grew broader. "Lady Analisa, allow me to introduce myself/" He bowed slightly from the waist, the way he'd seen the English do in court. "My name is Godolfr, son of Godric. Never have I met a maiden as fair as you. From which year do you hail?"