It's dark and only lit by a candle stuck in a small candle holder in each wall. For what it is the room is large with plenty of room. It has a small wooden table off to the left. There's a small window behind overlooking the court yard.
Privy room, Inside Castle
subject
groom of the stool
I am a groom who is in love with someone. I am nervous about being alone. I enjoy giving speeches to others.
Ah stool, how I yearn for you.  Though others may mock me for my love, I shall never be parted from you once we are wed. pardon me, milord, I didn't see you there. No worries, good subject.  I always have time for a visit, even on this most important of day.  Can I do something for you? I'm just a humble man, bringing water.  Ah, very good then, very good.  Sorry I've just a lot on my plate, what with the wedding and all.  And then there's this treaty to deal with on top of everything. What treaty would that be? Oh well, the land of War-drobes has been rattling their hinges again, itching for a fight.  I'm hoping between this wedding and the treaty, we can forstal a war. war's never good for us smallfolk. Maybe I'll finally be able to afford another cow. What is the view of the council? I'm afraid the council thinks I've gone a bit daft, if you can believe it.  But there's furniture all around!  *I* would be the daft one to not see the danger it poses. If it's furniture you need, my brother Stoffen is a fine craftsman Oh, is that so?  I'll have to make a note of it.  One can never been too careful when dealing with furniture! How long have you worked for the king?