Tehr sqeezed Angelique as she leaned in and kissed him.  A friendly compassionate squeeze, one that spoke of equal parts lust and friendship.  But he paused, considering what she'd said.  He held up a finger and sipped his coffee as he thought.  "First, no wine in the bedroom, it smacks of trying too hard.  If I end up wooing Tera, I'd rather it not look quite so obvious.   But fresh linens, open windows for fresh air tommorow, and maybe a small vase of flowers at the beside would be pleasant enough without looking too obvious, eh?"<br/><br/>He nodded almost as if deciding that was the best way to go.  Deciding that the news about his mother wasn't important enough to worry about for now he skipped to her last point.  "As for sending word to either of the two houses, no, I'll visit them myself.  I'd like to wait to meet with Tera first before paying call on house Saari.  As for house Ravos, I'll need to visit the market tommorow, or possibly the craftsman's districts.  I need a small sculpture.  I think houses Ravos and Saari might be useful."<br/><br/>He finished his coffee and looked at Angelique, "I found out today that Saari and Ravos are tightly allied and their power comes from the area north east of Londinium.  But they are small, barely known houses.  House Dale likely finds that Wynt is similar.  They are big, we are small.  But to Saari and Ravos we are big.  Perspective, yes?  Well, what could many small houses in concert due, especially if led by a larger house... even one that the big houses consider too small to worry about?"<br/><br/>He shrugged and set the cup back down on the tray, "Well, I'm getting ahead of myself anyways.  I'll have to find out when the next official court gathering is scheduled.  It seems like there's a ball or dance or feast or hunt or gods above know what else every other week."<br/><br/>He turned to Angelique, "So since the linens are to be changed tomorrow anyways, would you like to go rumple them tonight?"