The guard welcomed Marriette, Joan and Prenny without question. Not raising so much as an eyebrow at Marriette's dress or Joan's trousers and blouse. He led them to the parlour, where Marshal stood like a statue in the hall. He held up a hand. The guard nodded and left to return to his post.

"We're going to have to wait a while." Marriette said. "Let's see if we can't find my children."

"Nursery, last I heard." Marshal said.

Marriette led them through the maze of halls ...