"You sound very lucky to be his apprentice then," Tehr said with both a smile and a large helping of sarcasm.<br/><br/>But then he continued, "If the spell is at least two hundred years old, and taking the book out of the library, could that mean that It's over two hundred years old?"<br/><br/>Tehr tapped a finger against his head for a few moments, "My history is horrible, but wouldn't that mean it was around at least the Carolinian era of our past?  I can't quite recall much about my history lessons, but wasn't there an explosion of some of the churches  a little over two hundred years ago?"<br/><br/>Tehr thought for a few minutes more but could come up with nothing more on his own.  He'd never been a fan of history in general.  "In any regard, if you would cover for me, a simple message spell and I'll have the book back in the library within a day or two.  I'd really appreciate more time studying it.   Then again..."<br/><br/>Tehr sighed and shook his head no, "No, I'd better just bring it back right away.  I'll find the librarian and say that I found it misfiled.   Which in all honesty I did.  So, if you want to look it over it should be back by tomorrow night."<br/><br/>Tehr pushed up from the table, he could dare not delay much longer.  The sun was starting to ride low in the sky and he had a meeting to get too.  One he'd both looked forwards too and at the same time dreaded all day.  Meeting with the Queen would no doubt make the meeting with 'mask' seem dull.  His heart started beating faster and faster as he thought about it.  He excused himself and made his way to the gardens.