The walls are adorned with artwork of previous Kings and Queens, battles and events of note. The walls are smooth hewn marble, the floor a mosaic of colored stones quarried far away.
King's Dorm, Inside Tower
a guardsman
thief
I live alone in a tent in the woods. I steal food from the townspeople and coal from the blacksmith. The village police can not find me to put me in jail.
Wow! What a fine place this is.  Who are you? You do not look as though you belong here? Ummm...I'm a friend of the king.  You're making a mess, clean that up. Sure. Right away, sir.  I think you had better leave, I am certain you are no friend of the king. Oh, no sir. He and I go waaaay back.  That's it. You're coming with me for questioning. Stop it. The king's going to be livid with you! You are in breach of the law! Submit at once! Don't worry my queen, I have this fiend. Why does it always have to go like this every time I visit the castle? You are the reason things have been missing, I am sure of it.  Where have you been hiding?