Tehr took Rosalyn's hand and kissed the back of it, allowing his lips to linger perhaps a bit longer than was strictly necessary or appropriate for polite culture, but uncaring of such rules at that moment.  With some small amount of regret he let go of her hand and nodded at her, "<strong>I shall see you in the morning my lady, and I promise I shall do everything in my power to behave as best I can this time if I do join you in a dance, as long as you promise to forgive any slips of etiquette I might display."</strong>He walked beside her to the door of her library and sketched a quick bow at her when she left, watching her form as it moved through the main hall.  Then leaving his door open, an obvious sign that he was in his library and would accept any one who entered as company, he moved to the shelves of books he had acquired over the last half a year while in Londinium.  He didn't think he had any books that specifically delt with dryads or fey spirits, but he did have one or two that spoke of the folk lore and it might not be a bad idea to brush up some what.<br/><br/>He considered pouring himself a drink, or summoning a servant to fetch one, but decided against it, and instead only built a fire in the hearth.  Once the flames were crackling slowly, a task easily accomplished by one who could summon motes of flame magically, he sat down in a chair near the fire.  He knew that if Tera wished to speak with him, she would seek him out.  While the idea of her in the bath was appealing, she was after all a warrior, and a woman he respected, and intruding upon her there would seem rather...crass, even for him.  If his late afternoon went by with no interruptions however, he was certain that he would see her at the evening meal.<br/><br/>Idilly he wondered if she would be gracing his bed chambers tonight, or in fact, if anyone would.  That was the one problem with having a household full of female lovers, you tended to lose the ability to pick and choose.  The women of the house had begun to band together and work it out on their own, for the sake of household harmony.  Even if he felt like the curved erotic redhead Heidi, it might be his apprentice Alex who knocked on his door that night.  He might be curious about some shameful fun with his sister Christina, but the plump and adorable Sarah Applemane might decide to tuck him into bed.  Of course, any choice was always good, and he cared for all the women under his roof, but it did lead a man to feeling a little powerless in a way.  Not that it was worth complaining about, any man should be so lucky.<br/><br/>He shook his head to clear his thoughts then focused on the book and decided that time would tell.