Tehr appreciated Angelique on many levels, but her timing was amazing.  He'd heard the door and had just enough time to settle into a comfortable chair near a window in the home's parlor, straighten out his clothes, and put on a bored air just before she showed the guest in.<br/><br/>With a practiced grace, he pushed himself out of the chair that he'd only just sat down in literally moments before.  Making it appear as if he'd been waiting for the other noble to arrive.  "Greetings Master ir'Dale," Tehr called out with a smoothness that hid the nervousness in his breast.  He made sure that he called the man Master, using the title appropriate for a male heir to the house who was not yet the head.  Some day this man would be known as Lord Johr Faudin ir'Dale, but not today, not while his father still drew breath.  Just as Tehr was still only a Master, as his Lord father had left control of the house to his mother.  Some day mother would pass control to Tehr, and he'd be Lord Tehr Kahiel ir'Wynt, but like the nobleman in front of him, that was not for today.  The subtle reminder of this seemed to hit ir'Dale, and Tehr counted that as his first point in this volley.<br/><br/>"Won't you please join me?  I was just about to break my fast."  Tehr gestured to the table and smiled, inviting the man to sit.  "Please tell me what brings you by my simple home this morning."