"Master ir'Wynt." The Queen spoke in a softer tone but still looking like she had a bad headache, holding a hand on her forehead her expression both pained and annoyed, a cup of steaming green liquid before her at a reader's table, a book parted upon it next to the cup.<br/><br/>"I hope you are having a better day than I am." She smiled a little as she said this, but then nod for him to take a seat nearby. "I was just finishing up some work, but I have a few minutes at least." Looking at him, the queen righted the elegant dress she was wearing, the waist of it looking a bit loose. The corset made to be a part of the outfit untied to let her breathe more easily, while not resting on the throne at least. Watching him she spoke in a bit more comfortable.<br/><br/>"There have been a lot of documents to sign and new law petitions. Many of them suggested by Church. I've so far, for instance, declined a demand to ban all books of the old pagan faith in the Great Mother and the Druidism. I can't see any good coming from such ban of those books, even if those religions are old and not really as powerful anymore I still don't see it to be a good idea to give the Church even a start. Yet a priest is trying to rile up people against hte throne calling<em>me</em>the tyrant and that I refuse the morals imposed by the faith." Rolling her eyes she leaned back.<br/><br/>"And of course I do. Afterall, they would want to take all the land they can under their control, not paying taxes either, and growing their own wealth. People can suffer for all they care, as long as they have their fancy banners. Personally, I would like to mark them as taxable property as well, but the backslash that would cause is not worth getting back at them."