It is a grand room, with two ornate staircases leading up either side to a second floor balcony where there is a doorway at the very center.  Other doorways occupy the sides of the second floor landing.
Foyer, Inside Palace
queen
an old, one-eyed owl
I can't really see. But I can hear. Which is what matters really.
I was sent here with news of an assasination on yourself, prehaps you do not want the information on who is planning the treason. The Queen was taken aback! The owl talked! Whats more, it had news of an assassination attempt. She had to compose herself for a moment before responding." Let us assume this is not a dream and I am actually talking to an owl...Who would dare attempt such a thing?" I was normailzed by a dark mage to deliver messages to people before they died. Im sorry to tell you that your husband; the king is planning to kill you and marry a younger princess. Whos father owns 50% of the lands to the south. Now you must come with me! The nerve!"I knew he was a lecherous fool but this?" She gnashed her teeth. "Heads will roll!" I may only have one eye! But i can see quick clearly. The cup from which you drink has been laced with poison! Tossing the cup to the side, the Queen stared down the owl with something that might almost look like the owls own gaze; if it still had both eyes." And just where would you take me, owl?" Im here to take you to the otherside, Close your eyes and drift into the afterlife with me; for i am death! A shocked look came across the queen's face as she felt her body give way under her and the owl's cold embrace wrap around her. Her last thoughts were of the traitorous husband that took her life. She could only think of haunting him until the end of his days. The owl took hold of the queen in his talons, Flapped his wings and a bright light appeared from the celing. Both of them passed through to the other side! The queens existence slipped away into nothingness, all spite and anguish gone from her presence. There was nothing but warmth to be left of her and even that slowly slipped away. The owl and the queen were still stood in the same place they were before. The owl explained to the queen that she would have one hour as a ghost to exact her revenge and do what she wanted before heading to the afterlife for good. The queen acknowledged the owls notions, and the first thing she did was carve up the painting of the royal family in the Foyer. Her ghostly claws made short work of the face of her once husband