The old man smirked a hint at the time, nodding his head approvingly at Tehr again, seeming to enjoy the discussions at the time, looking at the younger man with a fair bit more respect than Rafael showed while looking at the younger member of his own house. His eyes stayed with Tehr when the mention of vices was spoken, a hand rising in a brushing gesture over his shoulder. "Frankly, each of us has a vice or two, some in the open some in the dark. As long as it causes nobody problems they should not be a problem. Your reputation among the ladyfolk seems to be growing and some might view that badly. Personally, I think its a better vice than gambling." His tone calm and collected.<br/><br/>Yet at the matter of chaos and the lowered voice had caught Rafael's full attention, and he nod his head briefly at the time while contemplating the message. "I am willing to be frank and speak plainly here, as long as voices remain at this level instead of shouting. I am afraid my daughter has learned to gossip so my home is hardly a good meeting place right now, but I could visit the House Wynt sometime soon, especially if we have discussions at hand."<br/><br/>Offering a somewhat apologetic smile at that mention, he seemed to think on something a few seconds. Making a decision, he spoke seriously. "I have offered to house some refugees from the country at war at our Family's lands to help with the harvest to come, but the House Dale is speaking against that too, wanting less to do with foreign immigrants, which is 'amusing' seeing as they have hired foreign mercenaries in the past as well." His expression remained somewhat firm. "Perhaps a word to the Queen, or the Ambassador, would go a long way to seeing our family comes off looking to be helpful and gaining from the situation, while providing work and pay to otherwise destitute refugees. People have to eat, and people who work for their food are more welcome than beggars I would think." He tilted his head somewhat, looking at Tehr seriosuly. "And as for House Dale and their chaos, they seem to be stomping on many toes and raising hell as it happens. Refusing to help those beyond our borders and focusing on the kingdom, with things the way they are, might stir up some serious trouble. So a nearly treasonous act isn't that hard to believe. Is there something I should know ?" He inquired this seriously in turn, watching Tehr but seeming willing to accept what would be said as all that would be said. Not pressuring as much as being inquisitive.<br/><br/>"Though if you would prefer to talk on such things at my home, I can 'misplace' some gold near my daughter and her friends and we should have the house to ourselves. The Missus is busy with the main family." He smiled a hint at this, allowing for a sigh. "Still, I trust that the words will be as discrete as the tales that<em>dont</em>reach the public ears." The old man had a somewhat sly look on his face, just for a moment.