Tehr nodded to the man, "Of course, but any letters you send will be inspected before they leave the palace.  I'm sure you understand."  Tehr made a mental note to send along a silver coin or two, just to make sure the man's wife had bread in the house.  He didn't doubt that there was a chance that she relied on her husband to bring home food.  But he was taken aback by Whitestone's question about training.  He sometimes forgot that he was much more intelligent than the average person.  It was something he chalked up to his own impulsive and obsessive nature.  But he'd always thought much quicker than almost anyone he knew, save his uncle.<br/><br/>"No," Tehr said shaking his head, "No formal training per say.  That was always the pervue of my brother before he passed."  Of course Tehr would often look over the maps as his father taught his brother James tactics from an out of the way stool.  Likewise his brother often played, and lost, games of castles with him.  Strategy was something Tehr was always good at, though the idea of formal military training was somewhat abhorrent to him.  Tromping through the mud, wearing armor, no thank you.  He added to the LT, "No need for apologies, but when everything is settled down, please meet me and the Queen in her chambers, there is much to discuss and I think that you may be taking over guard captain Lilian's duties for a day or two till she's recovered.  I'll need to speak with you again after I speak with the queen.  Or she may want to talk to you herself.  But please try to keep this contained, and if possible only use the guards you trust the most.  If needed pull them from other assignments... save guarding the queen of course, that should always be the top priority."<br/><br/>He let her go then, watching as the athletic woman went to her tasks, and then turned to return to the queen.  After a knock he was allowed entrance and noticed immediately that she was annoyed.  "I would have enjoyed such an evening indeed my queen... Elizabeth."  He smiled knowing that he was safe to use her name in the privacy of these quarters.  "Let me tell you what I've found.<br/><br/>He spent the next few minutes telling her everything that had transpired, and his ideas for how they could use this attack.  "A public trial, even only if witnessed by the heads of the noble households, will cause Dale to lose much support."  He grimaced for a moment and then had to admit the other option that could happen, "Or if their support is far stronger than I believe, it could possibly start a civil war.  But I don't think they'd find as much support as they would need.  Even with them gathering troops, they simply don't have enough backing.  Especially now that Saari controls the ports, it would be much harder to bring in foreign troops.  It's not going to be easy to convince a Briton to raise a sword against their queen.  Especially, and forgive me for saying this, after the bloody crusade your half sister carried out over the last few years before you were coronated. "<br/><br/>He pulled a slight face, "We'll need to show some impartiality however, and I'd suggest a priest of the one church present as well as one from the old gods, to cast spells of truth telling, during the trial.  I know a trust worthy priest of Pelor from Cambridge.  If you sent a rider on a fast horse, we could likely have him here by tomorrow night, or the morning after at the latest.  Barring any trouble on the roads of course.  He is a friend of my uncles, and as far as I know is neither a friend of the church of the one god, nor is embroiled in court politics.  Likewise, I'm sure you know of or can find priests who still follow the old ways here in Londinium, though I know of none personally."<br/><br/>Tehr paused and took a deep breath, "This will be a blow to the church mind you, to be dragged through this if you do decide to go through with it.  If I am to continue with my plan to shame the priest that we discussed previously, it may be a powerful combination that will leave them reeling.  If I may be so bold as to suggest it, I think that her highness should consider making a public declaration about a return to an inclusion of worship of the old gods, Pelor, Boccob, and Cuthbert especially as those would be looked at as the more 'goodly' of the deities."   In truth, Tehr had little time for Gods.  He followed the old ways, and paid lip service to Boccob, but honestly gave them little thought, less so than the weather on any given day.  Man made his own fate he felt, not the gods, even though their hand could be seen at work in the world.<br/><br/>He finished by saying, "I asked Lt. Whitestone to stop in.  Maybe it would be best if orders came from you, instead of through me as a proxy?  I want you to be the shining star of this travesty.  It will help make the people love you even more to show that you were not stopped by this cowardly attack, but with grace and poise, instead were made stronger by it."  He smiled, "Of course, I am biased, and my opinion of you can not get much higher."<br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">OOC - I hope you don't mind that Tehr is thinking so quickly on his feet.  His wisdom is a 12, which is greater than the 'human' norm.  But a 20 int is, lets not forget, if a 10 int is average, that's probably around a 100 IQ score.  Tehr's IQ, if they could test for it would probably be well into the genius level, he's already well over what any normal human would have for an intelligence.  I try not to play it up often, because I feel like he came from somewhat humble beginnings, and that his uncle would have beat out of him (figuratively) most of his superiority complex.  Plus, with a wis of only 12, which is higher than an average man, but not by much, I feel like he fumbles a lot with common sense.<br/><br/>I hope you don't mind that occasionally he does these great leaps in deductive logic or procedure.</div></div>