Princess Fareeha Amari's head turned gracefully to Anton, head tipping to the side slightly to take him in. It took a moment in a half to recognize him, and then recollect her thoughts about who he was, what she knew about him, and the personality information on him that she had studied. He hadn't been one that was originally coming- probably a last-minute guest, like herself. His wife had only recently died, which meant that he was here for a new one.

The ball had only just started; the room was especially starting to fill as the rest of the people finally arrived. Even Niklas and Fareeha had only just begun speaking; they hadn't even replied yet. There had been no time to talk to anyone else, for any of them, and they were in a room filled with the world's leading edge in nations ranging from leaders in fashion to technology to militaries. Outside of a scientific convention, it's doubtful you'd ever find a room of such clever people- they were all politicians, if not anything else.

So she found it very doubtful that he just came over here by accident, or that he came over here specifically for that 'intellectual discussion' that he'd fail to find anywhere else here.

She ran over a brief list of possible responses, and settled on one.

A second after she first turned to look at him, she replied without moving a single muscle, "Welcome to the party, Prince Andronikos Telesphorides." She made sure to pronounce his very... unique name effortlessly. It hurt her tongue. "You'll likely already know me as Princess Fareeha Amari of Mamlakat Alssahra, special forces. I'll have to agree with you as well; I too haven't had any time but to begin speaking with only one couple." She enjoyed tacking on that 'special forces' bit.

A grin settled on her face, very slightly coy, as her eyes bored into his.

"So," she challenged, just a hint of her supreme self-confidence showing through, "What brings an Athenian to my corner of the Ball of Royalties? Besides how... intellectual we surely are."

Her grin widened, just a bit. It wasn't the sort that one would describe as 'warming', or 'welcoming,' but rather 'predatory' and 'scary.'