"And who are you to speak for Brother Regol, young Templar?" The Captain said in an aggressive tone. Regol stepped between them and poked his mask's beak into the man's face. The Captain backed off a bit surprised. He took that as a sign that the young Templar was allowed to speak in Regol's place. "My apologizes Brother Regol... As you wish, I am sure there will be much praise of your return and I can imagine that such a crowd that would draw could be overwhelming after a long journey. We shall wait to inform Sister Fiona..."

Regol bowed and turned away from the three Castle Templars and made his way down the path that led towards a massive stone arching door. It seems they had bought themselves some time, but no doubt word would travel among the whispers of the guards that Regol had returned alive. As the trio approached the massive wooden doors two guards who were a bit surprised as well opened the doors as a wave of his hands. Once inside it was quiet and only faint footsteps could be heard echoing down the long hallways lined with statues of knights, chandeliers, and red carpets. Finding a dark corner for them to huddle in, Regol used the shadows to construct a crude three dimensional drawing of the castle and where they were. They were on the first floor and he most likely suspected the Princess to be confined to her room on the top floor of the central building. It was at least 15 floors up if not more.