Tehr smirked as she asked for help with her corset.  He did enjoy the way that it tended to push a woman's breasts upwards, but he couldn't understand what kind of masochist designed them.<br/><br/>"I can ring for Angelique to simply bring you a robe if you wish.  They wouldn't intrude upon our privacy here and I don't mind you stripping down.  When we leave here, a robe would cover your modesty, after all, this is your home too now."  He signaled for her to turn around and then undid her laces on the back of her corset.  He'd not stop her from stripping down, though he was glad that he'd spent much of the last fourteen hours or so fucking.  The sight of even his sister naked might cause a stir in his loins otherwise.<br/><br/>He moved to the door and opened it calling for Angelique.  Telling her to fetch Christina a robe and a pair of slippers, he explained that she was tired from her trip and needed to change out of her stuffy gown.  Angelique had grown up around the Wynt household so of course she'd know of Christina's preferences, and wouldn't say anything about it.   He waited for her to return with the clothing, hearing the rustling of Christina's gown behind him in the room as she removed... well... he didn't know how much, but he wouldn't have been surprised to find that it was all shed.<br/><br/>Then taking a deep breath before turning around, he mentally prepared himself to continue his conversation with his sister, no matter how much or how little (if anything) she might be wearing.  Mentally he plotted out the route back to his chair, intending on sitting down and crossing one leg to hide any bulge that might inadvertently form.  Just before he turned, his perverted brain popped a single question into his mind completely unbidden, "I wonder if she still trims her hair without going 'full elven."<br/><br/>He mentally slapped himself as he closed his eyes and hurried back to his chair and sat down, desperately avoiding looking at his sister in a lustful way.  He continued his conversation as best he could despite the distraction of his sister, be she partially clothed or totally nude.  "The other reason that you shouldn't get directly involved with brother Mical is that our family is known to support the old ways.  It would seem suspicious for you to suddenly start attending the new Church.  Also as the queen's new paramour, there might be wind of the conspiracy if you were the one to bring down Mical.  Neither of those things would bode well for our house."<br/><br/>He sighed and felt a stirring in his loins as he tried desperately to only look his sister in the eyes, and no where else.  "As for a husband for you?  No dear sister, I would never dream of such a thing.  I have a few men that I've ruled out, but that's about as far as I've gone, despite my letters to the contrary to mother."  Both Christina and Tehr both knew that one of the tasks he'd been set to Londinium with was to seek a prospective husband for Christina.  Preferably a second son that would marry into house Wynt thus preserving Christina's family name.  Were she to marry the elder son of a house, she'd be forced to join that house and take the name of her husband, much like their mother had.<br/><br/>"As for having fun," he smirked, "I'm all for my little sister enjoying her youth.  But remember this is Londinium.  Dalliances with the Hlaford men in the woods won't go unnoticed here the way they would at home.  You should enjoy yourself, but at the same time we have to make sure that we are protecting you.  If you decide to do some modeling for a painter for example... well that's all well and good.  Any stories the painter might spin would be ignored as he's below our station.  But were you to spend time with a fellow nobleman and he were to claim that he'd been the one to take your maidenhead,"  Tehr paused, shrugging, "That's an entirely different matter.  Being of the same social status, his words would carry weight and I might be forced to duel the man for his... ahem... obvious lies."<br/><br/>Tehr smiled then, as both of them knew that Christina was no virgin.  As children they had explored each other, and of course gotten caught by their uncle.  He'd sworn he'd not tell, as it would shame not only the both of them but their whole family as well.  But he'd made Tehr work for an entire summer like a slave to buy his silence.  He and Christina had never become physical after that, and the importance of such a dalliance never occurring, or at the least never becoming known by anyone, was driven into both of their heads.  That didn't mean that Tehr hadn't seen her spying on him a few times when he rolled in the hay with servant girls.  Likewise, Tehr was sure that she'd planned that encounter with Devin Hlaford so that he would come upon them mid rut.  In fact he couldn't be sure she didn't see him playing with himself in the woods as he watched the half elven servant fuck his sister that one summer.<br/><br/>Tehr snapped himself out of his reverie and smiled, "No, as long as you're safe, and you're smart, there's no reason we need to rush you into a marital bed.  I'm sure you can have plenty of fun in a city like this.  In fact, that brings me to the other point I was hoping you'd help with.  Speaking of servants and such, I was hoping I could entreat upon you to help oversee the renovation of the manor house.  I've already contacted some contractors and a few foremen to go and inspect the location and provide me with plans and estimates of what they want to do to get the home liveable again.  I want complete privacy inside the walls though, and that means you can walk the grounds however you like when they are done.  But if you'd like to take charge of the renovation, it would allow me to focus on some of the other duties I have going on."<br/><br/>As he mentioned his other duties, the image of the halfling Emily d'Ravos came to his mind.  The thought of her riding his cock wildly, forcing her way down on it beyond what he'd thought would be possible caused a definite stiffening in his loins.  "Actually," he said to Christina, "Come to think of it...  I made a promise to a fellow noble woman.  Emily d'Ravos, a hafling woman of great honor and quite pleasant, that I would visit her ancestral homeland soon, to the north.  From everything I've heard and  learned about them, they not only follow the old ways, but are avid nudists as well.  If you like I could inquire about you coming along for a visit as well."<br/><br/>He smiled, "Demi human nobility like House Ravos, is also safe you see.  There wouldn't be a marriage between our houses, so any dalliances that you might have with a halfling would be safe."  He smirked, "Though speaking from a purely anatomical point of view, I suspect you'd enjoy such a pairing far less then I did.  But in the mean time, I selected your maid, Heidi, carefully.  She has a very soft touch and enjoys the taste of sea food as well as sausage.  However you must not command her to anything of that nature.  I suspect however if you were to ask her nicely, she might put her delicate and very talented fingers to use for you."<br/><br/>His cock throbbed painfully as he suddenly had the image of Heidi, the woman he'd fucked no less then a few hours ago, pleasuring his sister.  He sighed and said, "Of course as your maid, you could request that she sleep behind a curtain in your room instead of in the servants quarters with Tera and Angelique.  Such would be your prerogative."<br/><br/>Unable to take the ache in his trousers any longer he shifted, and doing so adjusted his throbbing erection so that it pressed into his stomach in a different way, one less painful to him.  "But now sister, tell me, do you bring news of home?  Or any other hopes or desires that we've not touched upon yet?"