The First Prince?

It was at this moment that the maid Prince Indra called Bertha had come back with the tea. However, she quickly frowned upon realizing that the Prince was no longer in the room. She didn't let it faze her too much though.

"Dear guests, I'm guessing you are all tired after your journey today. How about we lead you to your rooms?" She asks them.

The group looks at one another before collectively nodding in agreement. It had been quite the long day of standing in snow, walking through the snow and then sitting in a bumpy carriage for an hour or two. 

"Great." the maid named Bertha smiles. "We just so happen to have some guest rooms available right next to one another so you guys can contact each other easily. Please follow me."

She began heading through the long halls of the building, heading up a flight of stairs with their group in tow. After turning a hallway, she arrived in front of a few doors.