Syrlya glances over his shoulder once more to assure no one's looking before he waves a hand to put them all under a veil of stealth, did the servants don't get any ideas to come over here. He leans closet, keeping his voice hushed so they're as quiet as possible.

"We confirmed what the Acquisitioner found the night before, about his less human servants. None of them have extra appendages like tails, they..." He pauses, his expression darkening as he furrows his brow. "One of them was in pain fur to a wound at the tailbone. I suspect something was severed."

By herself or the Prince, he wasn't sure. But it looks like not all deviation is tolerated. "None of them could help her, until one with antlers carried her away through some secret passages-- they are hidden in the walls."