"Hmm. If you want to help me, I can certainly make use of you. The Queen has less need of an archmage than some of the previous rulers, leaving me with a fair share of time, even with my apprentice." His tone was calm and collected still, but he leaned forward looking right into Tehr's eyes there. "It leaves me with time for my own practice. Now, if you want to be of help, you can obtain me some rare ingredients that I cannot find on sale. A<em>lock of nymph's hair</em>, some<em>dragonblood</em>leaves, you need not slay a dragon its merely a plant named so given its amply crimson color and majestic bloom, and lastly,<em>whitespot mushrooms.</em>You should find all the ingredients in the royal forest, if you dare set out there." His tone was calm as he spoke, looking at Tehr seriously.<br/><br/>"I understand you may be busy, but do not give up. It took me a long time to get far, but its not impossible, even for nobility." His tone was calm, but his hands rose to his hips as he leaned back till he stood perfectly straight. "If you can prove to me you are a capable young man, you may receive not only lessons, but get your hands on some magical items and perhaps scrolls as well. You are free to use the library already, given Queen's favor, but there are others in court to impress."<br/><br/>He paused for a moment, then looking away. "The Hierophant, the Royal Knight, the Queen herself, the Archmage is but one name in the list of people to pay attention to. Be careful about the house leaders as well, young Master." His tone was casual at this point, no longer so serious. "You will face a lot of trouble on your way, as a member of your house. As a man with interest in the magic however, you have options. Just make sure to not end up cornered. For today, I will grant you one boon." He lifted a gloved hand holding it before Tehr open, empty. Hand closed to a fist, and opened again, a short shine of magic on his palm before his hand opened again to reveal a scroll.<br/><br/>Inscribed within was the spell of<em>teleportation.</em>That was supposedly an almost 'illegal' spell in many parts, given the possibilities of abuse it provided for the magically inclined. What's more, the scroll had three instances of the precise spellwords written upon it. Three castings of the spell were pressed into the scroll's fabric, with letters of golden ink against the darkened brown scroll.<br/><br/>"There's more to life than politics." That said, the mage turned to walk away, his steps echoing in the hallway, leaving Tehr alone to retrieve something to eat from the kitchen at his leisure or continue his studies right away. Nobody else was present.