After greeting Gregar, the lady Rossric and the other woman he walked with them to the keep. Soon he lead them to there rooms, Lady Rossric was in a good enough position that Gavin would to see to her himself. Nodding to her when she asked for a room for her brother. After they were settled he moved back returning to his young lord as he found him in the hall. Keeping back he smiled [b]"seems you are no longer lord regent. Guess you won't be bothered by pestering servants any longer." [/b]  Gavin knew how much Joakim hated the servants always informing him of things, but as lord regent he needed to be informed of things. He smiled [b]"A win for us both, now I don't have to listen to your constant complaining about it."[/b] He smiled weather or not Joakim complained he often found it fun to poke a stick at the young lord, though he spoke softly enough so nobody could hear.

   Soon enough though they had come to joining in the great hall. He wasn't all that surprised to learn that the strange woman was the Lady Brier. He heard of her death, but at the same time he had reports on the contrary. Nothing concrete but it was enough to make him question. After there little introduction soon they were all moving up to the tables, Gregar addressing his bannermen, going on with this little ceremony, Telth found these things pointless. Bannermen meant that they wouldn't betray you as long as they didn't have the diplomatic and political standing to do so. It was fickle thing the "oaths" of these noblemen. Many of them looked down on Telth and others like him as they saw him as nothing more then a necessary evil. At the same time at least you knew where you stood with him, he cared little for political manners and social standings, it all came down to one thing: Coin. 

  Hearing of Lady Rossric's situation was old news to Telth, though now the lady was here he would have to take extra precautions. The world of Assassins and spys was a small one. Everybody knew of everybody, but few knew each others faces. Clovis was a good spymaster, and officially Winterhouse had no spymaster, un-officially though Telth filled that position, which worked to their advantage. He would be sure to make it difficult, spread rumors that Rossric was here, or there. Though at this time he wouldn't do anything until he had a chance to speak to Jakim in private. For now though Gavin had matters to attend to. 

  As they all sat and drank Gavin was directing most of the servants, Soon he found Lidia, he had a Job for her. She was a sweet girl and a gentle one. Soft spoken, he smiled as he sent her off, she was to assist Lady Brier anyway she could and act as her handmaiden. For Rossric he had some one else in mind, Jessica. She used to work in the brothels, but she had made her self some one Gavin could use. More over she was some one who helped keep him informed. Soon the woman walked up to Amber pouring her wine "Good Evening m'lady, I am Jessica. I'm to be your handmaiden for your stay here in the whitelands" She wouldn't so much spy on her as he wanted some one close to her how knew how to spot other things. Gavin had to act fast positioning his own people however, with the return of Gregar, that also meant some of the senior servants have also returned, for now he was still in charge. But in the morning he would 'turn-over' informing them of changes, new people, and current matters, and after that the running of servants would no longer be his job. Joakim was the only reason it was, him being lord regent, but now Greagar was officially the Duke. Gavin was relived, this was the last night he would be directing the servants, he didn't hate the positions, he was even good at it. But after the night he would simply be Joakim's personal assistant once more, well in the eyes of the public at least. 

  However soon the black knight who had been lurking in the back was called forward, meating with a bit of hostility, by Joakim most of all. It was that moment that Gavin was reminded that as grown up as Joakim seemed at times, he was still a young man, and was such was prone to such out burst. He wondered if he was that way at his age for a moment, but it seemed Gregar was able to ease his younger brother. The hall seemed to be paused, many of the servants standing in there spots, maybe urging Joakim to keep his real sword wasn't the wisest of ideas, but at the same time...this was entertaining to Telth.