Tehr grinned,  "Tera, you of course remember Ironna the butcher.  It was nice of her to make the delivery in person, and Liam is a nice enough young boy.  Why don't we entertain the guests for a little bit while we wait for Heidi and Christina to return?  I can show Ironna the house while you," he nodded at Tera, "keep a respectful eye on Liam.  Not that I think he's especially untrustworthy, but he is a boy, and they tend to break things on accident."<br/><br/>Tehr thought about his mother's Italian ceramic vase that he had knocked off a pedestal when he was around Liam's age.  He didn't mind being punished for a week for the accident, but seeing his mother cry had really hurt him.  She believed him that it was an accident, but she had been very saddened by the loss of the vase.  Tehr pondered for a moment why it was so special to his mother, he had never found out.<br/><br/>Shaking the thoughts away he added to Angelique, "...and if, in the process of putting the meat delivery in the cool room, Liam decides he'd like some of those honey cross buns, make sure the lad gets an extra one or two for his pocket.  There should be a little bit of butcher paper to wrap them in if he wants to take them with him."  Tehr smiled, thinking that the boy was likely feeding half of his friends, a noble gesture, and one that deserved the reward of a little extra food and also the privacy he desired.<br/><br/>Tehr didn't want to wait all evening though, he knew he'd best be served visiting the queen before it got to be too late, even if it was just to inform her of his needed trip out to the country for a week.  Plus he wanted to let her know of his plan regarding brother Mical and the lady d'Wellington.  The last thought he had as he moved towards the front doors was wondering if Christina was going to infect Heidi with her naturalist attitude.  He wondered in fact if the two women were inspecting the rather private grounds right now, skyclad or dressed in naught but their shifts.