His brows climb his forehead, but he nods. "Ah...well...you are correct, I've not heard of Goritania. It's a pleasure to meet you, your highness, I'm sorry you felt the need to kneel in the not-quite-frost."

He turns his head in the direction of the door and gestures lightly to it. "Would you like to come in? Our accommodations are...dreary, but we're good at rationing and I would be happy to share what we can."