Feril was intrigued by her first daytime view of the palace grounds following the incident. The tent city had been abandoned and what intensive cleanup had occurred had only gone the way of what the guard could ship out while the gates had been ruined. The emptiness of the palace grounds was probably the usual, she knew intuitively that such places were safer emptied of random passers-by, but it was unnerving to see it all the same. The colorless, misty morning of a coastal city gave the high stone walls the look of some spooky illustration in a children's book she only now recalled. Feril quickly made her way inside as Gareth held the door for the group, nodding her head respectfully out of habit. At his question, she looked around, first to the other members of the group in the hopes they they had an answer, and then to the castle around them. Down the hallway she could clearly see the throne room, and that alone told her the Great Hall was also connected in proximity. Both locations were landmarks within the grounds, but probably not what they were looking for. The only other location she knew her way to was the dungeon, so in the absence of where she decided to answer Gareth with the who that came to her mind. "Well, word about the regent's arrest must have filtered out with the guard shifts at some point. I... don't really think asking the Order is safe, but that might be all we have."