[He scoffs.] It's a title, but hardly a lofty one. Come now, Monsieur. You do not give yourself your due. You are well spoken clearly, and as bright as any man of high rank I've spoken to.

[Raoul blushes a bit at the mention of bastard children. His brother is experienced enough, and certainly had some 'wild oats' and if he had an illegitimate child well, Raoul wouldn't be shocked. Yet, to speak of it so freely seems against decency. So, he avoids the subject with a flush.]