Smiling to Tehr in a calm fashion as he watched him and the Guard Captain, the Duke seemed curious to witness what all went on in the court though his eyes shifted briefly to make sure that Rosalyn was not having any problems of her own. Captain Lilian in turn smiled slightly and bowed her head in accepting his request, or his order, depending on how his status as the Prince Consort might work before anything became 'public and official' instead of a mere 'well known secret' that it seemed to have become. "Of course, I would expect her to find this day rather full of court dealings but I am confident she will desire your counsel in a more private setting sometime soon." Bowing her head a little more and moving back, she was just barel out of hearing reach before the Duke turned to gaze at him amused look on his face.<br/><br/>"I would be delighted to visit, and though my daughter has received a fair share of invitations so far it appears its good to see some respect the old ways and invite a lady's father as well when getting to know a family." There was a bit of joking to his tone, and at the same time, a bit of contempt showing in his eyes as he eyed some of the noblemen that were old enough to be Tehr's father or grandfather trying to woo the young elven maiden, although there were gentlemen closer to his own age among them as well. "I would find such a private setting would provide us with a better chance to discuss with less curious ears leaned our way, and establishing a peaceful relation with a House not far from our own lands would not be a bad reason for the political side." His tone calm and friendly, he spoke in a peaceful fashion as he did. "Truth be told, we have sought to learn of this land more now that the Orders about the way the kingdoms deal with one another changed. During the reign of the previous monarch such a thing was not quite possible."<br/><br/>Gesturing for them to head on closer towards Rosalyn, he cast a look at one of the younger men actually daring to reach up and touch her cheek in a friendly,<em>far too friendly</em>manner, leaning closer as if to steal a kiss, only to have the young woman's palm rise up against those lips that sought hers, her tone clear and loud enough to reach around the room. "While I admit I am not familiar with the ways of this court I believe a kiss on lady's hand is both a polite greeting and farewell, and I am certain such a fine young man understand no other forms of kisses would be prudent with the present situation, no?" She spoke in a polite, friendly way, not seeming to be offended or trying to offend, yet at the same time she was looking at the man in an intense way that seemed to suggest he should follow the hint and leave her company, rather than pursuing anything further. There was a moment's relaxation showing in the Duke, his body having tensed and one hand on the sword's handle as the man had leaned closer to his daughter, but it appeared he chose not to act seeing her way of turning things around.<br/><br/>Several court ladies seemed to whisper, some glaring disapprovingly at the young man yet others looking at Rosalyn with envy and not that much warmth and welcome, yet there was a definite presence she commanded in the room. "Oh!" She bowed politely to her company and made her way to the Duke, and Tehr, smiling warmly and bowing while greeting them in elven.<em>&lt;"It is a pleasure to stand in your company again."&gt;</em>A little long-winded but yet polite and formal, she seemed to have momentarily drawn most people's eyes, and brought attention to the Duke and Tehr in doing so, but soon enough the conversations began again, before the Spaniard's voice rose high and shrill.<br/><br/>"This is unacceptable! While we recognise her majesty's right to protect those who seek shelter on her soil, those fleeing are also carrying forth things that belong to the Spanish Crown. Surely your majesty understands each nation's claim to their national treasures?!" His shouting drew attention, and speculation, while the Queen's glare seemed to finally silence the man as she spoke with some weariness but yet a regal presence. "We have agreed to hear the words of your Monarch and in spirit of friendship welcome those fleeing from the war, but how such people are treated on our soil is a matter of our governance. We may speak of such matters if they become relevant, but until then any such words will be considered riotous. I am warning you, do not tempt our patience by assuming you can order our people."