Who:  Lord Richard Fowler<br/>Where:  the stables<br/>With:  Charlie Cooper, J.F. Henshaw<br/>When:  day 1, before dinner<br/><br/>Richard rolled his eyes a bit as he let out an annoyed sigh “I suppose your right that there is little I can do to you at the moment.” the way he said at the moment carried the promise that deifying him now could coast him latter “The way you flap your gums however only shows your ignorance.  I always check on Zeus within a few hours of arriving somewhere, regardless of the staff.  You uncle knows this and would take no offence at it.” a smile crossed his face as he shook his head lightly “ah the arrogance of youth, to make such an age based statement.  Stay then if you wish.”<br/><br/>Richard did hear what the stable boy said and saw him filling the bucket.  He addressed him now “in truth the threat was hallow, merely a play to get you to stay.  Another hand told me how expertly you handled Zeus and I wanted to see if you lived up to what he had said.  Come, I want to see how he reacts to your touch.”