"Alright, people! Queen's orders are that you're to stay INSIDE the tavern for tonight! Find a room or something! Stay inside the building! You hear me? Inside!"
Drunkards and patrons alike groaned in the rider's tavern. No fun out, no women to mingle with, etc, etc. 
But the rider was curious. An announcement like that meant that regular curfew couldn't possibly exist in the kingdom. The rider ascended the stairs and looked out the window. 
"Oi. You there. No lookin' out them windo-"
The landlord was quickly felled by a swift elbow to the forehead. The rider donned his hood, albeit still having a colorful set of clothes. He quietly opened the window and jumped out, landing with a quiet plonk. He ran into the foliage, amidst the trees to the castle. Keeping a safe distance, the rider saw a balcony with what looked like the queen of the kingdom. The rider watched, and waited.