Tehr poured Christina a glass of the cool tea and smiled.  Since they were alone in the living room he felt comfortable with her, "Of course I missed seeing you 'Tina," he said smiling as he used her nickname.  He wouldn't dare use such a name in front of others, but it was his teasing familiarity with her that let him get away with it in private.  Of course, then he suddenly realized what she'd meant when she'd stressed the word 'seeing' in conjunction with yanking on the collar of her dress.<br/><br/>He stood up quickly allowing a little of the tea to splash over the rim of her glass, "Oh, you mean..."  His face colored red slightly and he hoped she didn't notice in the dim light of the living room.  "Christina, you're so naughty!"  He was feeling a little slow from lack of sleep and quite a bit of sex over the last half a day or so.<br/><br/>He sat down in a chair facing her and gestured to her gown, "I wouldn't be offended if you chose to make yourself more comfortable.  You know that Angelique, being one of the Hlafords, is more than used to our family's naturalist ways.  Tera, the elven woman seems to have a free spirit, but I won't lie, I don't know how she and your handmaiden Heidi would feel about your nudity."<br/><br/>He paused and then added, "Though I suppose it doesn't matter, they are staff, you're not bound to what they are comfortable with."  Tehr had always enjoyed the sensuality, the sexual aspect of nudism.  But he'd never fully embraced simply being naked for the sake of it.  His mother had tried to give him the attitude that being skyclad was a natural thing, and completely without shame.  But ever since he'd changed from a boy to a man, the sight of a naked woman always simply aroused too much lust in him.  A factor that only grew after he'd lost his virginity.  To him nudity would always be tied permanently to sex.  Then again, most things in his life, including his magical talents, were tied to sex.  So while he had no issues getting naked, and would often do so in his house, he couldn't simply be naked for the sake of it.  Certainly not the way his mother, sister, and deceased brother and father, always did.<br/><br/>He took a sip of his tea and admitted to his sister, "Though I'll warn you, the servant girls will probably have to feel the effects if you start walking around all the time skyclad.  You know how I am after all."  Tehr knew that Christina was well aware of his sexual proclivity.  Sometimes he wondered if she flaunted her body, young, tender, and oh so delectable, just to get a 'rise' out of him.  He couldn't stop his eye from drinking in the sight of a beautiful woman, it mattered not if it was his kin.  Likewise he couldn't help but feel aroused at a beautiful woman's naked form.  But he'd never act on any thoughts he might see with his own sister.  Even in the old religion such things were just not done.<br/><br/>Strangely enough, that thought made him realize however.  The new church, the church of the one god, their 'bible' seemed fraught with contradictions.  They saw sex as a vile act, only good for begetting children in the boundaries of wedlock, yet their bible had scores, if not hundreds of stories of infidelity, incest, pre marital affairs, and the like.  Yet those saintly figures were held up on a pedestal and not looked at as villains.  The old religion that he and his family, and the Queen in fact, all celebrated held women up as equals to men.  But the new church held that women were subordinate to men, and less equal in the eyes of the church.  The old ways had female priestesses as well as male, and clergy that would marry and raise families.  However the new church had a weird division in it.  The priests were exclusively male, and forbidden from even touching women, let alone marrying or raising a family.  They had nuns, but they were subordinate to the priests, and relegated to an almost servile role in the new church.  Of course they were likewise forced to celibacy.<br/><br/>Then it suddenly hit him.  His eyes widened and he realized something he had been mulling over for days.  A possible answer to the problem he'd been having with Brother Mical, the zealot from the new church.  It was in their own rules and strictures that he could trap the zealot.  Combined with his own magical talent and knack for blue magic that effected passions, he turned to Christina, who'd begun unbuttoning her dress, pulling the high necked collar away from her fair skin.<br/><br/>"Tina!" he said with a gasp drawing her attention, "You've come at the perfect time.  I'll need your help with something."<br/><br/>She raised an eyebrow and Tehr proceeded to explain the situation that the Queen was having with the Church.  How they had been a continual thorn in her side, and also had been allying with House Dale, who had been working at odds with House Wynt.  He explained the trouble with the Queen's knight and Brother Mical, and how he thought that Christina might be in the perfect position to help.<br/><br/>"How is that dear brother?" she asked as she opened her dress up, exposing her neck and collar bone, but going no farther at that moment.<br/><br/>Tehr swallowed and tried to concentrate on his plan.  "There is a medium sized house in Londinium, House Wellington."<br/><br/>Christina nodded her head, knowing the name of the house if nothing else.  But Tehr continued, "One of the daughters of the house, a minor noble, the third daughter who's given name is Anne, has recently come into some trouble.  It seems that Anne d'Wellington is of such low standing being only a moderate house, and the third daughter of that, has had very low hopes for a suitable and financially rewarding marriage in her future.  Mind you she is fair of face and pleasant to look at by all accounts, but her family standing has only suitors calling on her from very minor family lines.  Not even any rich merchants have called on her hoping to buy their way into nobility.  She's simply too far down the chain to be of much real influence."<br/><br/>"I get it dear brother,"  Christina said as she swished her voluminous skirts upwards, fanning air under them and exposing her stocking clad legs to her knees to him.  "She's not very important in Londinium.  But mind you, four months ago, neither were you."<br/><br/>Tehr grinned,  "Exactly, and neither were you!"  he pointed at her with a mischievous smirk.<br/><br/>Christina cocked her head, realizing that Tehr was about to lay out his plan.<br/><br/>"Anne d'Wellington lives partially in the shadow of her mother, a woman of strong personality who's an accomplished marksman with a smokepowder rifle.  But the secret rumors about the court are that Anne has tastes in a different type of weapon.  If rumors are to believed she and I share the same taste for carnal delights."  Tehr smirked.<br/><br/>Christina cocked one eyebrow, "Rumors eh?  Nothing you can confirm?"<br/><br/>Tehr shook his head honestly, "No, that's exactly the problem.  Her reputed tastes were cemented when I arrived in Londinium.  I can't get anywhere near her.  Her family only allows her to be attended by female servants, visited by female nobles, and of course, attend the new church.  But the rumors persist that she is so  restricted after her mother found her dallying with three separate stablehands at once.  The other rumors I've heard of her make her out to be even more equally a villian... at least in the eyes of polite society and the church.  But of course, she is nobility, and simply associating with her is no crime nor is it a stain on one's reputation.  But her female friends have abandoned her of late.  Again, this is rumor, but the scuttlebutt is that she grew tired of always being looked at as a tramp by them."<br/><br/>Tehr grinned and paused to take another sip of his tea while subtly looking up and down his sister's exposed legs.  He wondered if she knew how much she was exposing exactly, but continued on with his explanation.  "As a new noblewoman to town it would be very easy for you to pay a social visit to Anne d'Wellington and befriend her.  If you convince her to confess her lustful thoughts to the priest, brother Mical, I think we can be rid of the priest, and at the same time help out the Wellington house."<br/><br/>Christina leaned forwards, her dress sliding down a little, exposing the very top curve of her breast as she asked, "How, explain!"<br/><br/>Tehr took his eyes from the curve of her breast and nodded, "I can create a magical charm, it could look like a piece of jewelry, a pin, a button, what ever.  I can infuse it with a single spell that will go off when she triggers it.  The spell will drive brother Mical into a sexual frenzy.  Then Anne d'Wellington could either play out her sexual frustrations with the priest, or avoid him, whichever she chooses.  However afterwards, she would have to go to his superior and tell about how he attacked her in a sexual frenzy, with you as her trusted friend at her side of course.  Then as she tells his superior, brother Matt, the horrible tale, you can step in and tell of a legend about a curse that was laid upon a woman to make them irresistible to men.  That with the proper removal of said curse, such a terrible tragedy wouldn't happen to Anne d'Wellington again."<br/><br/>Tehr actually knew of such a curse, it was a very short lived spell, but he'd seen something referring to it in the blue magic book when he'd had it.  He hadn't actually researched it, knowing that such was beyond his ability.  But the fact that it existed would help lend credence to the story, in fact it might even be that brother Matt had heard of such a curse before.  Continuing Tehr finished his plan, "So you get Anne d'Wellington to be 'blessed' by the church and have her 'curse' removed.  This removes the blight of her shady past, as she can blame a jilted suitor for laying the curse upon her.  She need not even say she knew who, just that she was cursed to act so brazen and wantonly.  Brother Mical is disgraced, at the very least transferred to some other parish far out in country, if not a different nation other then Brittania.  He may even be excommunicated if he consummates the act, I don't know.  The queen is rid of a religious zealot, and the new church has a little egg on it's face when the rumors leak about the corrupted priest."<br/><br/>He leaned back in his chair and grinned, "Plus you have a new in to the social circles in Londinium, we maybe make friends with House Wellington, and if Anne d'Wellington absolutely can't keep her knickers up, well, no one would think twice of her visiting her new friend Christina d'Wynt, right?  I'd be happy to help her secretly keep her lust-full urges under control."<br/><br/>Tehr's smile was as wide as he could possibly have one.  He'd been pondering the problem for days on how to take care of brother Mical, but could think of no possible way to corrupt or dishonor the man.  Likewise he wouldn't have ever been able to approach Anne d'Wellington on his own.  But this could turn out to be win win for everyone involved, excluding the church and brother Mical of course.  He couldn't wait to see his sister's reaction to his plan.