Promise stares through her little gate some more. She gets a sense of the daily (there is in fact a day cycle here, and a consistently full and luminous moon on a nightly basis) movements of the Queen's court. She squints at the room beyond the target balcony until she could probably draw a map of the characteristic motions of dust specks along the air currents throughout. She identifies one more decoy with one more subtle flaw in her disguise (her knees bend the wrong way, her gait is imperfect to super-vision). But she's pretty confident that she has, in fact, found the Queen's bedroom.

"If I start the gate now we'll have some extra time to figure out how the entire Queen's court works and send them after Thorn, who is some distance away, before he and his come after us. Is there anything else to do first?"