A few moments passed in relative silence, with just the background hum and buzz of a few dozen other palace servants and a couple of guards who, like their gang, were a little too sleepy-faced to make the trek all the way over to the barracks mess hall, and had chosen to grab a quick breakfast closer by. The place had a calming effect on Honour, which was a bit strange. A regular pony would be excited. New dress! Big gala! Getting back in the dating scene with an old flame!