"Great Lady Kreyu..." He rolls the words around in his mouth, letting them fall from his tongue as a 'test' as he speaks, shifting his hand to stroke her cheek with the back of his knuckles. "It suits you."

A sidelong glance.

"I doubt I will be calling you that in our chambers," he adds - knowing full well that she would likely NOT want to be addressed as such when it just them together. "But should I need to speak to you in public, I will be sure to use the appropriate titles."

He presses a kiss to her hair. "I would not wish to make you uncomfortable."