Thomas looked back to his entourage of knights, and nodded his head. Thomas marched forward, pass the guards. Thomas admired their respect for due process, and the law, but the Order of the Thistle had never pulled it's own weight, and prevented the assassinations of many kings, multiple times, by playing by the rules. The column of knights marched on, right behind their Commander. Thomas was lucky enough to know where Wallace would be located; the only room in the Palace that was officially his. A small study, if Thomas recalled correctly. Sure enough, Thomas eventually came to a door, with Wallace Canti's own name on the door. Thomas raised a hand, and the column stopped it's movement. As the rest of the knights took up positions to guard the approaches to the door, Thomas gingerly approached the door, and twisted the handle. Unlocked, luckily. Thomas swung the door opened, Harmony at the ready, and took a step in the room.
"Shh, don't ask questions." Pyper replied, as they made their way to a side exit, located near the Tower of the Thistle. Pyper opened the door, leading to the grounds of the Palace. The sky was starting to turn black, with a red tint on the horizon. It was only sunset out. Pyper squinted his eyes, attempting to make out the top of the walls. Sure enough, he could make out a few guards up on the wall. Pyper had no idea how he was pull this off, but he was going to get Feril over the wall. Pyper turned back to Feril, "Whatever you do, leave the talking to me. I'm going to get you over the wall so you can get out of this place." Pyper ordered her, before reaching for a pouch on his belt, retrieving a small purse that jingled as he moved it. He took Feril's hand, and placed the coin purse in it, "This is more than enough money to pay food, water, lodgings, and maybe even a horse." He said, as he swiftly turned his back to her, and started his way to the wall's nearest stairs.
