The walls are tall and stone. They are coated with colorful tapestries showing the kings of years past. A large stone fireplace across from the bed that is large enough to keep the king warm even on the coldest nights. A double thick wooden door with a large lock on each side of the room.
Kings Bed Room, Inside Castle
queen
the royal dog
I am the royal dog, fat, incontinent, and lazy. I eat off my own porcelain plate, when I am not hand fed by the queen. I pee where I like. I stole food from the poor when I was young, but I cannot waddle up to them fast enough these days. I sleep between the royal couple.
Tired, I think I eat too much. Also, I just peed on the bed, but you always forgive me so I don't feel bad about it. Well you are a good boy despite being so pudgy. *Bark* You're my favourite out of all the humans! Even more than the king? Well, I'm your dog, not his.  I poop on his throne sometimes to show my dominance. How does he respond? Not very well, he shouts at me, I bark at him.  He hits me, I bite him.  He starts bleeding and runs away, I eat the poop.  Pretty standard really. Why do you eat it though? Well, I think it might taste good.  Sometimes it does, it depends on what I last ate though. I had never considered doing such a thing, personally I quite like the King he has been very good to me. Well yes, but if he hit you, wouldn't you try to bite him? I suppose I would, I wish you two would get along.