Tehr bowed deep, recognizing the powerful magical item he had been given by the man.  When he raised his head, the man was already walking away.<br/><br/>He tucked the scroll into his bag.  His first thought was to try to secret the scroll on his person, but his clothing wasn't built for that, with the exception of the knife sheath at his wrist.   So risking that the scroll would have to be safe enough in his bag, he collected the papers he'd written notes, added the teleportation scroll around his notes, and then buckled the backpack securely.  Making his way to the kitchen he found something to blunt his hunger.   A quick and simple lunch and then back to work in the library.  He doubted he'd find much more of value about the houses that he'd already began looking into, but he did so anyways, knowing that he needed to kill a few hours before his meeting with the queen.<br/><br/>If he saw the archmage's apprentice he would flag the man down to speak about the intense archmage.  Though he would of course be respectful and kind in his words and facial expressions.  He would do his utmost not to let his slight fear of the man show.<br/><br/>In either regard, he was simply looking forwards to the meeting with the queen, and when he felt it was late enough in the afternoon, packed up his gear, and then made his way to the gardens.