The young lad seemed already quite frightened by the circumstances, but as Tehr began speaking of the situation with the religious terms along and even pushing ahead a reminder that a treasonous act would get him killed, the boy seemed to be sweating up a storm. Swallowing and thinking frantically he really hadn't been paid enough by the son of a bitch taht setn him here to get killed for this job, he quickly came to the conclusion of needing to tell what he knew.<br/><br/>"Alright, alright. I got an offer from a guy in a long cloak, an offer that I needed to switch labels on two bottles. Bottle from the House Dale, and a bottle from House Saari. They sent one which was supposed to make the queen sick, nothing serious just sick for a while, and upset them with the House Saari since the switched labels would suggest it was house Saari that did it. Since its impossible to sneak in a bottle past the sommeliers they had to send the poisonous stuff under their own name, but figured afterwards the queen would just enjoy the Saari wine later and think it was a precious gift from the House Dale." He swallowed nervously, but the fact remained, while he had been instructed to switch labels, the idea of why was totally from him, it was not part of any words spoken to him, just him trying to lay blame squarely on someone else. He did, however, honestly seem to think the wine wasn't lethal, simply enough to make someone sick.<br/><br/>"And the Queen's cavorting with people that aren't good for the spiritual state of the kingdom so it seemed it had to be done and the church would be better off taking the time when the queen is ill and unable to attend to matters to push ahead." He looked a bit down, this part seeming to be more or less what he had been picking up from the fellow that made the delivery.<br/><br/>It was in those thoughts that Tehr noticed something else, the lad had not said it but the man that delivered the order and the payment itself was no other than Johr ir'Dale, he had come to do that personally. Such an act was both stupid and dangerous, but he had been there to set it in motion, paying the lad and demanding he go along with it. The lad himself seemed to be just thinking who he could sell out to get out of this mess, being somewhat concerned for his soul but more concerned for his neck, worrying he'd get hanged sometime soon regardless of the state of his afterlife.<br/><br/>"I swear on my life sir I didn't think it could be lethal and I just acted with what I thought was best for the kingdom. I knew I'd have to run but didn't expect guards to show up like this, I wasn't able to get away sooner either." He looked away nervously.<br/><br/>Though he was a mere servant, his mental image of Johr ir'Dale was undeniable, and the accusation he had of the task he had been hired to pull of was scandalous, the suggestions about the church hard to prove but there, and more importantly, the lad had<em>Imperial Gold</em>for his payment, gold coins minted abroad and paid to merchant ships, like those the House Dale used to 'rob blind' on their arrival to the harbor that was under his control. The same sort of gold that church's coffers were full of, on that matter.<br/><br/>It wasn't a subtle sum as the boy was suggesting either, but a full thousand golds, enough to set the boy for life if he dared to pull this job successfully and hide its subjects. Though the boy was only paid half so far, and it was hard to say for sure if he would have lived to see the other half, or if he had been under watch ever since the first half had been paid, too. Lots of questions out there, without an answer.