Endorel was quite puzzled by the fact that someone who had been in the castle for years, and especially one serving in the royal court, would not know the important areas of the place. With an amused face, he was about to answer her question, but was interrupted by a second question. His face took on a more somber look as he thought about the events of the previous day. He had not forgotten, but was trying to live in the moment so as not to be overly emotional.  Given the state of her dress, he could surmise that this had been one of her infrequent jaunts into the wilds of the land. He wouldn't claim to know why the woman did these things, but was quite familiar with the rumors having been in and around the court kitchen where many talked about how little the woman ate among various other topics.  It was not his place to be asking the particulars of personal habits of someone in the royal court, so he let it be. What little he did know about the attack on his father was, "While me father was escorting the Queen's stallion for mating, he was attacked. If anyone knows the full details as yet, it would be the coroner, but from what I saw, it appeared as a pack of wolves.  I was escorted to the site to clean up the remains of the horse, and I wasn't really in the rights at the time to be handling such matters. My glad that they made me to do it because I don't know what me would have done." He looked even more sad as he thought about that for a moment, "'Onesty, I don't know what me going to do now, but will figure that out as I continue me job." He grabbed the sign post for a moment, as the first draft from his flask was beginning to take effect, but casually tapped it as he raised his flask in an attempt to gesture that he might overindulge in the establishment.