The dining hall is large and airy. Huge candelabras with many candles stand throughout the room. There is one huge wooden table spanning the room that can accommodate a hundred guests. Tapestries with angels line the walls. The chairs are gilded and intricate.
Dining hall, Inside Castle
king
guest
I am someone who visits friends and relatives. I enjoy spending time with them.  I am usually entertained and wanted in their homes.
Peasant?  I always did say you needed glasses.  I am your cousin Myrtle, your aunt's daughter.  You always invite me to visit once a month you silly old fool. Ah, Myrtle, I knew there was a drunkard nearby somewhere. How is my dear aunt? Oh, you know her - she hasn't met a piece of gossip that was too outlandish to tell.  I'm surprised she hasn't started a war after that incident with the diplomat's socks! Oh dear, that poor diplomat. I'm surprised he recovered so quickly. Tell me, has my aunt heard anything about the general disposition of the northern kingdoms? Well, she says that the King of Crumulis has been sleeping with his maid.  The Queen accidentally killed their stableboy during a lovemaking session on the balcony, and that their son has the intelligence and looks of a toad!  Does that help? Looks like Crumulis is in dire need of a worthy ruler, and my kingdom is in dire need of expansion. Do you think my aunt would be interested in an alliance to crush them? Well, she could certainly try seducing their general again.  Did you know he and your sister were an item forty years back?  That would give you a significant advantage, as he controls the forts guarding the mountain passes. Oh I remember that vile old man. And every time I meet him, he gives me a sly wink as if I ever approved of the stunts he used to pull off. My father used to treat him like a brother, but not me. Do what you must - but don't tell me any sordid details. Oh, you had best not invite her to visit for some time then - you know that sordid details are her favourite kind of details! She hasn't changed one bit! Oh my dear sister used to...*mumbles drunkenly and tilts head too far to the side* That is one of the best imitations of her I have ever seen! Oh, how did that get there, you know they don't make these like they used to. *Hic* Where is that blasted court jester? 