Raine had long since given up the disagreement about that particular title, and so she only sat, absently crossing her ankles to one side. "That's all," Raine repeated, skeptical, but as Solomon had predicted she was distracted by the issue of pouring the wine. His shadows and his ka could compensate for many things, but not everything. "Yes, wine would be lovely."

She knew Solomon well enough to guess, a few minutes later when she had been nearly thoroughly distracted by first wine then food, that he was redirecting, but if he was so determined, she likely wouldn't get it from him, and it didn't seem a bad thing, in any case.

Raine was more than content to settle down, and enjoy the date. The matter of Saracen Rue could be dealt with later.