Francisco Ledo Curto de Acevado was not that man's son. He was not his grandson, either - he was fully three generations removed from the member of his family that made the fateful decision to relocate their house. He was, however, raised with the knowledge that their birthright had been unforgivably robbed from them by the diabolical Thrunes, and as many good Taldane patriots did he took the Inheritor as his patron deity. No peaceful Abadaran was he - in the halls of the senate, he railed against any sort of tolerance of the Chelish regime (a stance shared by approximately every other noble there, though none could agree on what form that should take since they stood to gain from different approaches), spoke in favor of restoring the army to reconquer the rightful territories of the empire (which everyone understood to mean Rahadoum, that being the territory without the aid of any gods to stand against them, but the evil atheists were an enemy of all right-thinking nobles and it would make a fine staging ground besides), and tirelessly guarded the privileges of his class against any encroachment by Grand Prince Stavian III - it was all well and good that their nation was ably lead by a legitimate leader of the proper blood, but that was no call to countenance the attempts of his ministers to steal power from his loyal subjects. There he might have remained, fighting monsters and cutting back forests to fulfill his duty to the people over whom he reigned, if it weren't for the four days war.

With the Thrunes ousted from power, an opportunity emerged. The unicorn was hardly his first choice for the title - her claim was perhaps only the fourth or fifth strongest, and she was altogether too Galtan for his tastes - but there was no denying her personal virtues and setting the blood of Aspex back on the throne of Cheliax would go far towards setting the empire to right. He wrote to her about the question of their ancestral lands, and inquired about the status of its present administration. Given the choice between rule by the county's rightful owner and whatever diabolist lackey the Thrunes had appointed, the Queen had seen the sense in restoring them to their proper place, so he had set his affairs in order, ceded control of his Barony to the rule of his younger brother, and set off. With him came his wife the new Condesa, their children, as many of the household staff and men at arms as could be spared, and a troop of mercenaries from Absalom to fill out the numbers until he could recruit trustworthy men from the local population. 

He made sure to grace her coronation with appropriately lavish gifts to make clear his gratitude and loyalty, and then continued his work until the call came out for the counts to attend a constitutional convention. An undeniably sensible decision, particularly if matters were arranged to ensure it stayed more functional than the Taldane senate, but if she'd asked his advice he'd have told her to skip the elections to keep the numbers manageable. Since she didn't he did his part in ensuring the best of his barons secured the position, arranged matters with his eldest son to ensure the defense of the county did not suffer while he was in the capital, and set off to Westcrown to do what he could to help the new queen. Let none say that the Conde Francisco Ledo Curto de Acevedo would shirk his duty!