The Bey wasnt going to be tricking anyone with the disguise, but obtained proper masks for both himself and his companion. Or better said, his companion took the masks that would be proper for both of them, the Bey wasnt gonna be carrying such things until the party.
The old man was more interested on the opportunity to present himself to Leonardo of Lombardia, that day would be lost only with terrible tomes and mindless gossiping unless.
“Thank you, Henri. Please have it delivered to my room, I already have a gown that will match.” Elizabeth spends some time drifting amongst the fabulous costumes, admiring the creativity.
The Bey decided to present himself to Leonardo of Lombardia, walking near him with his translator to introduce himself. He let the servant declare his name and titles, and did a proper salute the christian way. He waited for the answer of the engineer.
"Most excellent," Jacques said to Bianca. "I shall leave you to select a costume without fear of my peering over your shoulder."
"Shall we meet at the stables in a quarter hour, if that is sufficient time? And of course, I look forward to meeting your horse, Luciana, who is much talked about among the stable hands."
"It shall be done, Mademoiselle," Henri said to Elizabeth. He turned when Jean Luc raised his question. "I cannot say what costumes interest any of the guests. It would spoil the surprise. But they did say in plain hearing of all that, while some of these costumes would be of use in their planned performance of Antigone, they were more likely to use their own costumes in the masquerade tonight."
Leonardo da Vinci bowed to Bey Abdu'l and returned the salute. "It is a pleasure to meet such an illustrious man," he told the translator, who repeated it in Bey Abdu'l's native tongue. "I am no longer the oldest one present, it seems."
"Yes, that should be sufficient time," said Bianca to Jacques. "I look forward to it too."
"It so seems, but you remain the most famous, and maybe you shall be the most remembered. I shall not grant greater memory to me in the future, for I am at the end, but you remain at the middle of life, and you might do great more."
A proper exchange of pleasantries and positivism was always appropiate between illustrious men, and so he spoke such to His translator, to be said in french to Leonardo.
Looking to Elizabeth, Jean Luc says, " The troupe where more than a little upset at the performance be8ng cancelled, but backed down quite quickly. Wouldn't it be something if they attended the ball and performed the play......."
"You never know, it is a play which no-one here has seen and as of this moment only your inquisitor friend has seen the script. They could be acting it out and we might be none the wiser, chalking it upto actors eccentricity."Jean Luc replies as he casually casts his eyes over random costumes.
”Forewarned is forearmed, they do say,” said Gui thoughtfully. ”We’ll have to keep an eye out for them, although being in costume, how will we hope to tell people apart?”
" Hmmmm, possibly watch out fir flailing arms and flamboyant gestures from the troupe, I'd say listen out for gibberish but giving some of our acquaintances......" responds Jean Luc.
Leonardo returned the greeting, and the translator relayed it to Bey Abdu'l. "Perhaps," says Leonardo, "but your contribution to history is undeniable. As long as the Safavid Empire stands, your name shall be remembered."
