<em>"The seventh hour has already turned since midnight, and we are expecting a guest to arrive soon."</em>Angelique said softly as she shook his arm.<br/><br/>"By all nine layers of hell woman," Tehr mumbled through lips and tongue thickened by last night's over indulgence of wine and too little water.  "Come back when the room stops spinning."  He knew that his words were coming out as a mumbled mush, but if his servant couldn't understand, she'd get the gist.  That was what was great about the Hlaford family, they were as close to the Wynt family as anyone could be without being blood.  They weren't as much servants as the closest trusted friends the Wynt could have.  Angelique especially, she was skilled in more ways then one.<br/><em><br/>"Sheesh, I guess it can't be helped."</em>she said before kissing his cheek softly.  That began to rouse Tehr, in more ways than one.  Ahhh the curse of being a man first thing in the morning.  Especially when that man was being roused by a gorgeous blonde half elf who he knew was a very talented lover.  She continued to whisper to him softly, raising his ardour as well as awakening him.  Mention of a bath had Tehr stretching in bed, hoping to pull the blonde down into the covers with him before the two could get sudsy.   But then her words sunk into his brain.<br/><br/>"Half an hour!"  he cried as he pushed up out of bed quickly.  "Lucifer's tit! Why'd you let me sleep in for so long Angelique?"  He threw back the covers and shoved himself out of bed, stumbling to his feet.  In his heart he'd guessed that the blonde had probably been trying to rouse him on and off for the last hour or two at least, but when the grapes put him to bed, he didn't wake easily.  There was no time to dally with Angelique this morning, he had to be at his best in less than thirty minutes.<br/><br/>"No time for appologies now girl," he said as Angelique opened her mouth to protest his last question, "Quickly I'll need your help getting ready if I'm to make it in time."   Thankfully the blonde half elf was well trained in many of the servant's tasks, including helping to groom her master.  Tehr tossed aside his sleeping robe as he strode into the bathroom and spied the filled tub with warm water.<br/><br/>"Remind me again," he said to her, knowing he'd shared much of the information with her over the last few weeks, "Why exactly ir'Dale is paying a visit?  Was it the Mithril, my sister, my mother, me, or some other reason?"