"A relatively trivial matter first. Authorize this message to Keltham, deny it, or correct it. It is my own best estimate that this event would occur in the alter-Cheliax we are constructing, but the effects on Keltham are not easy for me to guess, nor whether those serve us."
Rugatonn takes a paper memo from her desk and hands it over.
Dear Keltham:
As you may perhaps have already realized by now, your etiquette instructor did not give you wordings meant to preserve the Queen's pride, but to make you look as gloriously dominant as possible in front of Carissa Sevar. That occurred via my own intervention. Some of this, I admit, is an old woman's humorous meddling in young love. I would not have done it even so, did I not think it serve Cheliax more, that Sevar love you a little more, than that the Queen's pride be a little more preserved.
I was not aware at the time of your agreement with the Queen to owe her an informal favor about her lost pride. I have informed the Queen that any such favor should be considered to be partially owed by myself, rather than you, to the extent she lost any more pride than she otherwise would have done, in that particular moment. My apologies for that element of it, if not others.
Have fun with your adoring new possession. The first one only happens once.
-- Aspexia Rugatonn, Grand High Priestess of Asmodeus, called also 'Aspie' among her friends.