After Tehr had finished bathing, eating and getting dressed for the court, he found his horse eagerly awaiting for him. Blondie was eager to get on the move again, and carried him swiftly through the streets of Londinium. There were people out and about buying their groceries and some heading off to work, a few men talking before a shop about the recently arrived sail-ship with some news from across the sea, and so forth. Yet all of it fell to the wayside as he arrived before the palace, and was waved in by the palace guards.<br/><br/>The throne room was in use, a fair share of nobles gathered to try and reach the queen's ear about different matters, the serious look on the woman's face apparent, the leather-clad personal guards near her watching over the events. A few noble houses were curiously absent from court, including the Dale family. There was a familiar man there however, an elven gentleman chatting calmly with the captain of the queen's guard. There was also a particular nymph-like elven maiden present in the room, though standing a little aside speaking with two of the court ladies, a single guard staying near them and apparently keeping the curious men-folk from crowding her.<br/><br/>The slender, elegant figure was clad in light white silk, a dress for the court that bared her shoulders, but had long gloves protecting her arms, the bust of the outfit hugging her closely but with material thick enough to afford her a little protection from too eager gazes. There was a fair gathering of people about, but only those few individuals truly stood out from the crowd.