Andre bows to his king, gives a shallower bow to Longchamp, and makes his /exit from the /scene, with thanks!

"I couldn't speak to milord's expectations, my king," Andre replies, admittedly cautiously. "But it is very much in line with historical precedent, keeping as much in place as can be."

"No, my king," Andre says. "That would be a matter for the king's own household to determine, of course. "No, rather, it would be an affirmation that the laws that have been in place, and under which people have lived in good faith as long as there has been good faith in this land, remain so, that t...

"Mostly, my king, it concerns reaffirming older principles," Andre replies. "The continuity of the kingship and the people is emphasized, deferring to the wisdom of our forebears where we can. Obviously, some things have changed since the days of our grandfathers, but much remains the same--such as ...

Andre lowers his bulk to kneel and replies "Something on that order, my king. For it has been the prerogative of the kings England of the past, may they rest in peace, that they promulgate laws upon or soon after their ascent to the throne, reaffirming the good laws of old and offering the adjustmen...

Andre, books and scrolls in hand, presents himself at the royal apartments, entreating entry "on a matter of some importance to the King and his legacy."

Andre nods. "That would be well, and I would thank you for it."

Andre nods. "I'll to my researches, then," he says, "and have a document soon."

"A legal code, or at least the beginnings of one," Andre replies, "following the models of William I the Conqueror and other Kings of England, and bringing together a number of legal dicta and reconciling them--and one that would, among others, reassert the rights of the Church, held of old and reaf...

"That is always a risk," Andre says. "But if it were presented as those loyal to him seeking to aid in his duties, it might be done."

"We can codify the laws without the leverage, perhaps," Andre replies. "Present them privately as a thing done to ease the work of the kingship in advance of the King going on Crusade. I might be able to speak in favor of it; the King seemed to value my insights earlier."

"Why not us?"

"Several present themselves. One would be seeking intervention from Rome--though that prompts its own concerns, of course. Another would be to see if the lists currently under consideration could be amended, somehow. That would seem to be the most likely to work--if it works. "But the issue of the K...

Andre nods. "But one can hardly find fault in Edward the Confessor doing such a thing. Then again, with that precedent and the King's clear zeal..."

He trails off and shrugs.

"That said, the papacy has reoriented such relationships in the intervening years."

"The King has not yet promulgated his legal codes, correct?" Andre asks. "It is tradition for Kings of England to do so, a tradition hallowed by its antiquity, stretching even to before the namesake of the esteemed brother, here," and he gestures to Wulfstan. "And many such cite the laws of Edward i...

Should I then support this man for that office? Andre wonders. "I happen to have a number of legal texts ready to hand, and others in memory," he offers. "If the high minds of those who precede us can be of aid, I can bring up much of what they have left. "Shall we look to the precedents, then, and...

Andre nods in agreement and adds "And such a list would be in line with the precedents laid down by the kings of the past, including the revered father of the Lionheart, would they not?"

"Not alone," Andre replies to Wulfstan, and then "Of course, Reverend Father," to the group. "And the needs of the people must be seen to; the flock needs its shepherds."

"Of course, Reverend Father," Andre replies to the Abbot. And, in Englisc to the Brother who'd spoken earlier "An auspicious name; are you a student of the Last of the Old Fathers?"

"Curious," Andre remarks.

The rotund Andre and the wiry Giles made a curious pair as they wandered towards the Abbey together. "My mother will be pleased to hear I've gotten out of the Priory for a little fresh air at least. Even moreso to hear I was here to look after William after his blow in the Melee yesterday. Do you h...

"A Pleasure indeed Scriptor, if one that has taken me unawares." Giles confides in Andre. "I have heard rumors of visitors from Canterbury, but do you have any idea what is going on?" "I con--admit, my friend, that I do not," Andre replies. "In truth, I feel I've been in a haze these past several d...

For his own part, Andre brings his jiggling bulk--and, yes, his own wax tablets--along with the summons, and he nods to Giles when he sees him.

"De Braose, my friend!" he says. "Always a pleasure!"

For Andre, the ritual brings comfort. The wisest of the Mystics does not lie dying today.

Andre listens raptly to the Word of the Lord.

Andre follows along, of course, though his brow wrinkles slightly at the anachronism.

Andre crosses himself, which takes longer than it perhaps ought, given the distances involved.

He jiggles with his self-flagellation.

Andre follows along as his training and study suggest he ought.

Andre's soft bulk jiggles as he lowers himself to his knees in the Abbey and finds a place from which to hear the Mass.