Feril could only nod her head along in silence as Sophia talked about her mother. It all seemed so far beyond a common courier to be hearing the affairs of a royal, and to sympathize with her mother. But, she understood how the girl felt, she'd felt the same on the trail often. "It's alright, everyone needs someone to talk to and it's better to get it off your chest." She smiled faintly, feeling sleep slowly creeping up on her. The courier rubbed her eyes and looked around the room. Plenty of guests had cleared out, and she wondered if they had managed to lift the gates yet. It wouldn't help her getting out of town but it would mean she could get back into the parts of it she enjoyed. There were a few cheap enough looking places on the way in. "I'm sure everything will turn out okay, it'll just take time. Doesn't matter what country you go to, the royals like to move slow." She said, nodding her head towards the table at the head of the room, now vacated. "No offense," Feril blurted after a moment of silence, realizing what she said.