Polk snickered, taking a sip of the beverage once more before answering:
"My dear Illyria, I don't think you ramble at all. In fact, it's quite refreshing to hear someone talk about themselves without couching their experience in some kind of tactful plea for royal assistance. When one is engaged in royal matters, it seems like all people care about is what they can extract from your legacy." Another chuckle and another sip came and went, Polk sighing contently as he looked from the city to his drinking companion, noting her soft, amber colored hair and rich, dark irises. They complimented her smooth, pleasant face and athletic(from what he could tell?) build(he thought he saw a bit of muscle protruding from her upper and lower half, but then again, dresses could make certain areas look distorted from his experience). No matter the build, she was still a beautiful Dasvrochian, which was a huge compliment considering how blasted attractive they seemingly ALL were. Ending his ruminations on her appearance, he commented:
"Equus primus? Really? That's quite an honor from what I understand. I won't pretend to know everything about your land, but I do know that Equus primus carries much prestige. Maybe you could ride with me sometime? I could use a riding companion in the mornings. My mare is a stubborn one and needs to have her energy expended as soon as possible or else she'll torment the stables with her constant desire to leave." He crossed a leg over the other as his gaze returned to the city. 
"I doubt Maleea would be keen on getting up early in the morning to get dirty...doesn't seem like the type." He swirled the remaining whiskey in his glass, his jaw jutting out for a brief second before he added:
"I never expected to marry someone like her, you know. Not to say that she isn't a good person, but I..." He half-smiled, glancing over at Illy as he continued:
"Well, I won't bore you with the details, but it's no secret that I abandoned the royal family for a period of years. Being settled wasn't something I ever wanted until a chain of events occurred that made me realize just how important it was to stay close to home." He cleared his throat before taking another sip of whisky. 
"Forgive my forwardness. I didn't call you here to listen to my blabbering. Tell me a bit more about Maleea. What is she like?"