It wasn't very long after he received the message that he was considering his direction. Normally he'd of shot the messenger, just because that was how he rolled, but of course Blackbeard wouldn't do such a thing to one of Morgana's messenger. So Blackbeard threw him over board into the water. Standing on the deck of his gorgeous ship. Looking up at the black tower, Blackbeard couldn't help his thoughts traveling to what it was his Queen wished of him. Sword on his hip, pistols accompanying them, he half considered leaving them behind when he went up.
Of course, that would of been a very off thing for him. A smirk crossed his lips and then he shrugged. Having to visit his Queen never seemed to be ill willed towards him, so he would go naturally. Which lead to his next thoughts. The curious thoughts of what she might be wearing for him. Yes his thoughts went automatically it was for him. Blackbeard moved himself from his ship, and down the gangplank to the dock. He took no time to head to the tower to visit his Queen.
Once there, he was then escorted through the tower. He stayed silent for the walk and once to the room, he was instructed to go in. So he did. Once inside and the door shut behind him, he looked to Morgana. A grin across his lips was steady. "Hello Morgana." He started as he started walking towards the pair of chairs. "So, my Queen. You have summoned me, how may I serve you?" With out an invitation he sat on the spare chair, and let one leg cross over the other. Watching her, he let his ringed fingers drum on his leg.