The Duke did not appear too concerned about the matter of pickpockets once he had recovered his journal, but the details of its contents were not something he seemed willing to discuss, at least in public. The walk was carried out with the duke still chatting idly and smiling to Tehr though, so it did not put a shadow over the duke's mood at least. When they exchanged their farewells, the elven man walked into the club with a smile still over his lips.<br/><br/>Tehr's journey towards the palace was relatively uneventful in turn, allowing him to think things through without anyone trying to bother him along the path. There were other people around, but none of them tried to interrupt him, not even a beggar asking for some coppers, nor a merchant trying to peddle their wares from a roadside stall. It seemed like things were just that much calmer towards the palace.<br/><br/>The guards watching the palace gates saluted him as he passed, a curious glance cast his way as he made his way to the court. On walking through the hallway, he was greeted by a sight of the archmage walking the hallway, his mask covering his face as usual, but his right eye was covered in the mask, a bit of white cotton visible in the eyehole on the mask, along with bloody spots in the cloth. "Ahh, Master Wynth. My apprentice has been eager to discuss something with you, if you have the chance to spare a moment sometime later." The archmage said this in a conversational style while passing, but as he did, a brief whisper of magical words reached Tehr's ear while the man's lips were most assuredly<em>not</em>moving.<br/><br/><em>"You have someone trying to follow you. You have made enemies in Londinium, but you also have allies. Do not hesitate to call upon them."</em>Twenty-five words, exactly, it seemed those words were laced with a bit of magic, audible only to him. The archmage continued on his way towards the palace library, leaving Tehr to cross the way to the door to the court chamber. There, the seneschal noticed him and this time approached a fair bit more politely, bowing his head and hearing him out. Nodding quietly and moving back to deliver the words to the queen, he allowed Tehr to have his privacy.<br/><br/>The Guard Captain Lilian was standing near two of her subordinates, shifting her weight from one boot to the other, her tight ass showing in the leather-outfit in all its glory, the firm rump shifting slightly at her stance, the two subordinates standing at attention, hands behind their back, seeming to be listening intently as Tehr approached. The captain's voice low enough to not be heard unless one stepped close enough to noticably leave the noble crowd. "-to do then?" The two women nodded quickly. "Good. I know you are both capable, and I don't expect there will be any trouble." She paused to look back and nod her head politely at Tehr. "Good day to you sire." Her voice was calm and courteous, but the two women behind her watched Tehr curiously at that time. "I was just instructing two of my subordinates, but you caught me at a good time, I have nothing else to do right now. Something on your mind my lord?"