Gareth was correct, getting any information out of the order would be quite difficult, if not impossible. Still, it was what they had to do. Perhaps a few answers could be found within the multitude of arguing nobles in the Great Hall. The princess followed the squire towards their destination. She shook her head. It seemed they were destined for another long and stressful day, though hopefully one fraught with a bit less tragedy than the one that had proceeded it. She followed Gareth without a word, walking side by side with Feril. "So who was it that let you go?" She was curious as to what the circumstances regarding the courier's release had been, as she had escaped during the chaos of the previous day. Somehow she doubted Thomas had just let her go. The girl adjusted the helmet she had been carrying under her arm.

 Eva brought up the rear of the group, pondering over the current situation. The Order was holed up in their tower, a multitude of distraught nobles were bickering in the Great Hall, and the regent was locked in some dungeon no one really knew anything about. For that matter, the king was missing as well. It seemed everyone was in the dark as much as they were. The handmaiden pondered over exactly what they would find out from the crowd in the hall. Her eyes fell to the princess, noting that she still carried Jezin's helmet. She frowned. She had to take up the man's position as her guardian. She had to keep her safe, it was her duty.