The right to admit that you're wrong

High Priestess of Thyr Ellis Sarrem awoke to knocking. Not unusual, she got less and less sleep these days, but the knocking was coming from her 4th-floor window. She grabbed her warhammer that lived on the rack above her bed and offered a quick prayer to Thyr before cautiously approaching. Assassins were unlikely, but in the Valley you had to be wary of the occasional undead pigeon or dire seagull. 
Bumping gently against the glass was an orb of light about a foot accross, with a leather satchel awkwardly draped over it. Casting a small suite of spells to assure herself that it was no illusion, she opened the window and let the lantern archon in. It gently hovered into the middle of the room, its golden radiance overwhelming the predawn light.
"Peace be with you, Sarrem of Thyr."
It spoke in celestial, in a soft, clear voice that suited its appearance. Despite being a high priestess, Ellis had never seen an archon before. Fortunately, there were thousands of recorded conversations between mortals and the divine, and she knew how these things were meant to go.
"Peace be with you as well, archon. How may I assist you?"
"I serve my Lord Thyr, and act as his messenger upon this mortal realm. I bring good tidings, and the words of god"
Thirty minutes later Queen Illden Aerim was woken up by her high priestess vigorously shaking her.
"Wake up You Highness. Illden! Wake up!"
Mitra was the god at getting up before dawn. Thyr was more the god of staying up very late rather than getting up at first light.
"Ellllsis? Ellisis? Izzat you? Wharryoudoining?"
"Illden, you you must get up. It's Thyr. Thyr has returned!"
Five minutes later Illden sat on the edge of her bed, clasping a large mug of tea. Ellis paced back and forth, gesturing wildly.
"...of Thyr! An actual herald! Well, not a herald exactly, but a messenger, on this plane! A being of light, and bringing the wisdom of the Heavens with it. I've barely had a chance to read any of it, but it's all here!"
Illden sipped her tea, and tried to get her bearings on the conversation. "What's all here?"
"The wisdoms! The archon came bearing a book, written by Thyr's hand. And written today! Which means Thyr has returned to us."
"Yes, but what wisdoms specifically? What's all here?"
Ellis opened the book the archon had left her, and began thumbing through the pages.
"Here it is. Chapter 37, Verse 23: "That I spoke; "An Auspicious day, wouldn't you say Lord Highroost?" and the Lord did agree, and did say that the day was auspicious indeed. That I spoke "Thank you for your work in restoring myself and my throne. You have done all that could be asked." And the Lord did nod, and agree that it had been pretty dangerous all about, especially that bit with the gugs"
Illden didn't choke on her tea, because queens don't choke on their tea.
"It says that? Shades restored Thyr?"
Ellis nodded vigorously "It mentions them all. The Lord, The Warden, The Artificer, The Elf, Crown, The Stern, and The Knight. How they rescued Bofred twice, and found Thyr's gavel, all of it!"
Illlden pondered for a moment "Is that all that's in the book?"
"No, not by a long shot. I've only had a chance to glance at it, but the main section of the book details "Soverign Thyrism", and how to follow it"
"So, how it's different to old Thyrism?"
"I haven't had a chance to see yet, but chapter eight is called "On the right of self determination" and chapter sixteen is "the bonds of friendship".
"Wasn't grandpappy Bofred's book called "The bonds of friendship?"
"Yes! I think Shade's own Bofredism and traditional Thyrism have been combined! And it comes from Thyr himself, restored to guide us. Oh glorious day!"
Illden gave up at this point, put the tea on the floor and flopped back onto her bed. Ellis was like a pyre, drawing all the energy and oxygen from the room and bringing forth a tidal wave of enthusiasm and speculative theology that would leave Ellis lying on the floor if she didn't remember to breathe soon. 
Illden's mind was already planning for the day. A formal announcement, possibly with the Lantern archon if it was still floating about. A meeting with her advisors and scribes as they would begin to copy and read the book. How would it change her kingdom? Would her subjects understand and accept the changes, or did people desire stability in such an uncertain time?
"Illden, Illden are you listening?"
"Sorry Ellis. I was thinking about my people"
"And I was thinking about my god"
They caught each other's eyes, and laughed. Illden got up, careful not to knock over her tea.
"It's going to be a long day. See if that archon's around. It's time to bring a ray of light to the people."