The Cardinal Roqufin and his group had already departed, but the young nobleman in the room gave a bit of glow of magic around him. Ring on his hand, and the cloak on his shoulders the primary sources. There was a bit of familiar look to his cloak, and the way it was made, resembling golden hair in a sense. It appeared to lend him a bit of more imposing presence, a charm and confidence while the cloak rested on his form. The ring in turn appeared to hold a protective bit of magic to it, based on a quick look at least. Neither of the items was out of place on a particular wealthy noble, but the man's house symbol was unfamiliar to Tehr, until he had taken a moment to think. Auri, the house Auri who had been supplying the royal navy in the past with cannons and gunpowder. They had been more powerful nobility back then, holding control of the guilds, but had started cutting corners and produced poor goods towards the end. Their star had faded, a new contract for supplies for the royal navy was signed with a dwarven house, and the rest had been history.<br/><br/>They'd been opposing the House Staro in the past from what Tehr could recall from the long hours of lessons about nobility, and allied with the House Dale, but those ties were old and had been practically forgotten when they fell from grace. Being here now meant they had to be guests by someone, for they had no real holdings in the city of their own, and were not common guests in the court. They had also not been there when Tehr had arrived earlier.<br/><br/><strong>"Arrogant fattened cow, doesn't even realize the golden opportunity, with the nobility about to fall among the Spaniards, what else is there but to prepare to take over and claim the lands to the crown once the peasants win against the old ruler? Ugh, not like there aren't precedents for royal vengeance and annexation when nobility that is intermarried anyway is attacked."</strong>The young man muttered somewhat aggravated, but quieted down as one of the others muttered something pointing at the people around them. It seemed that others had not heard his words at the time but it had made him hold his mouth shut, yet from the looks of it the young man, arrogant as he was with smooth combed brown hair and dark chocolate eyes, was still fuming about things inside. For a nobleman, he seemed to have remarkably bad bit of poker face to himself, though the look of haughty arrogance returned fairly soon as he whispered something else to the people near him.<br/><br/>There was no real indication of the source of the smell of saltpeter amongst them, but none of them really held bags with them so at most they had something that fit their pockets and had been carried in the court under the thick smell of perfumes.<strong>"At least Roqufin made it entertaining while tearing into the Queen with his words earlier. Too bad she managed to drive him off at the end slapping his own words at his face."</strong>The young man seemed annoyed, and from the sound of it he had no real pride as a member of the queendom, or at least no respect for the Queen.<br/><br/>Making his way towards the captain Lilian saw him hearing the end of a discussion as she issued the orders to the two guardswomen she was facing. "...polite, but the evening's rations will include additional wine to help relax afterwards. Nobody likes that arrogant jackass, but you have a duty to the Queen to see it through." Nodding her head, she sent the two guardswomen to move, before turning to face Tehr and smiling. "My apologies, the court session is practically over so the Queen should be retiring to her private loung soon. I could take you there now if you'd prefer to talk a bit more privately, the people are also getting ready to leave as is." She smiled to Tehr in a calm manner, just as he could notice a familiar elven figure at the back of the room. The woman that had visited Christina and Rosalyn earlier.<br/><br/>The elven woman in question had come to draw at least a wizard's attention by a brief flare of magic around her hand as she had pushed it against a nobleman's chest when he had leaned towards her to appear to whisper to her ear, the glow in her hand seeming to cast a brief, mostly unnoticed spell on the man, quiet and with few gestures beyond the magic his senses picked up while under the effects of the detect magic spell.<br/><br/>It was an enchantment spell, and a compulsion one at that. He could tell it was not sorcery, not a spell a wizard would fashion. The kind of person capable of putting that kind of magic together was more known for hexing people, it was a witch's spell. Smirking slightly as she pulled back, saying something to the man in a seemingly aggravating manner as he shouted loudly. "You elf bitch, you think I'm desperate? I got whores around the entire city, I... eh..." He looked around, having drawn a lot of attention, and a lot of scowls, as the elven woman smirked slipping away.<br/><br/>"Looks like Master Edward has had more than enough to drink." Sounding annoyed at the time Lilian shook her head, noticing the man trying to head on out quickly under the scowls of a lot of people, but as he did so Tehr would find the elven woman had slipped out of sight and vanished, her looks ones that would be noticeable in a ground still, but she was not in the room. Yet the spell she had used had faded from the man as soon as he made that catastrophic shout of his, and he didn't look<em>that</em>drunk. He had certainly caught everyone's attention though.<br/><br/>"In anycase, was there something else on your mind though Master Tehr?" Lilian smiled a bit while gazing up at his face. "I can show you to the private lounge or we can probably share a few words here if you prefer, it seems nobody's paying attention to anything but that embarrassment for the moment..."