Hunt For The Sphere [II]

Slowly, Chang Chang turned to the bookshelves. Ladders fastened to a track on the highest shelves rested on wheels on the floor, allowing access to all the shelves, even the books she could barely see. No doubt they were covered with an inch of dust and served as a home for countless numbers of tiny eight-legged horrors. Chang Chang ran her hands absently over the spines. Many of the titles were in Dwarvish or languages she couldn't even identify, but she found others in Common. 

Was the Arcane Script Sphere hidden somewhere amongst them? Did king Laggarma expect her to tear apart the room in a mad search for an ancient artifact that likely had all sorts of magical means to conceal itself?