"Umm... daddy had his... his axe," she said, sniffling, after a few more minutes of weeping, and then pointed at a spot on the wall, where hooks were still embedded; the outline of the axe had long faded, but he could see where it would once have hung. Of course, anything<em>that</em>valuable was, no doubt, taken, and trying to identify specific corpses would almost certainly be difficult... especially the bodies of the king and queen, who were almost certainly targeted specifically by their enemy. Putting her to rest in the crypts might be a valid method of putting her to rest, though.