Tehr stood, straightening all of his clothing.  He didn't want to rush off, knowing that it would be looked at as rude.  He smiled, "Don't worry, my house has been run quite successfully for the last few years by my mother.  Our matriarch of this country is a queen.   While some men might think themselves superior, I wouldn't count myself as one of those delusional few."<br/><br/>Tehr in fact believed that such thoughts were almost blasphemous, that man and woman were two halves, two sides of the same coin.  His sexual nature was more dominating than submissive, but he in no way confused that with superiority in any way.  He smiled and bowed to Emily, "Emily, I hope to see you again soon, maybe before the ball, but by then if not.  But as you suggested, I must leave before I don't have the energy to do so myself."<br/><br/>He glanced out the window and noted that the sun was still high in the sky.  He would have plenty of time to write letters, talk to angelique, and get the letters off before it got dark.  He thought, with a slight quirk, that maybe he'd sleep alone tonight.  A novel change.