All manner of nobility greeted the group's eyes upon their entry into the grand hall; henceforth, it wouldn't be past Gareth to make a bewildered remark. "So many people packed in one room, ere they are like pigs in a pen." He ushered the group near the wall of the room, out of the dense, bickering throng, and inwardly he noted the king's continued absence after the death of Karl Leid. Harker turned to the courier as she opened her mouth to speak again, and the news that she could recall the location of the dungeon pleased his ears so much so that he clasped his hands together and grinned.

"Oh, splendid! Please, lead us." Harker stepped aside and allowed Feril to place herself at the front of the group. Hopefully no negative confrontation would meet them on their path through the castle. Perhaps they could return to the great hall in time to see whatever announcement or some other that the acting faction in control would deliver.