While she slept, the guard did a whole lot of nothing. As upset as he was at the town's misfortune, he knew it was not his place right now to do anything other than as he was told, and that was make sure Morigan didn't escape. If he'd been in a town or city that had been more active prior to the invasion, then he may well have wound severely bored by his watch, but having grown up here, where having someone to actually watch over was the most work he'd had to do in his entire time as a guard, and the first time he'd had to do more than walk around the streets. Never the less, he was still happy when his replacement arrived, along with a tray with breakfast for both him and Morigan. Cautiously, he opened her cage door, and walked in, his replacement following after picking up a pair of heavy leg shackles. "We are shackling your legs to keep you from running, but you can sit at the table to eat." he says, and then pointing towards her legs, he shakes his head a little. "If you behave, we will be able to see about getting something to cover your lower body. You misbehave, and no one will make any concessions for you, even if you are royalty."<br/><br/>Leading her out, he sat her at the table, and then ran a small length of thick chain from a ring-bolt in the floor onto a loop of her shackles and locked her to the spot. Once she was sitting, the new guard gave her as reassuring a smile as he could. "They were expecting it to take a few days to organise what would be needed for your trial, but the beasts didn't destroy as much of the court house as was thought, and so we can have your trial tomorrow." he informs her, before moving into the other room of the jail, returning a moment later with a scroll of paper, a small bottle of ink and a quill. "We will allow you to write a letter to your father, and if you wish, a written confession to your treason. The confession would expedite your trial, shortening it to just the sentencing. If you do not sign a confession, then your trial will be longer, as it will require the reading of your charges, hearing evidence and so on. I am sure you know how it works. I will let you do this once you have eaten."<br/><br/>As the guard ate, he tried to strike conversation with Morigan, his questions revealing he'd never been away from the town, except to do some wild animal hunting in the nearby woods. "What is it like in the capital?" "Is the crime so bad that the jails are full or always have people coming in and out?" "How many jails are there? How many guards does it take to uphold the law in a city that size?" His questions went on for quite a while, leaving the Princess little time to eat in between her answers and his next question.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>