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
king
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.
I, Sire, am the groom of the stool, and since you are visiting the privy, it seems to occur to me that you must need to use the Royal Stool. It makes me angry that my queen must follow me wherever I go!  I hope we have that softer cloth for my privy needs. True, Sire. She can be quite demanding. But you are free from her hassle in here. I have fetched the finest linen for your royal bottom! Retrieve the larger pot today, Groom, for I fear we will need it! Good heavens! It must have been quite the feast last night. I'll light a couple of candles, too.  You know me too well! I will need some water as my bidet afterward and then you can ready a bath for me with my favorite salts.   I fear we may be here a while. I'm glad I forced the queen to leave. She shouldn't be subjected to such things! It would serve her right for needing to be with me every moment.  I need some time for kingly things and bodily things!  How ever did you encourage her to leave? I simply told her that her son, the prince, was calling for her. That boy is quite the sissy! I knew it would force her out. You make me laugh too much to be mad at your for putting down the prince.  Oh no...all this laughing and I'm ready to blow.  Thank goodness for this small window for some air! Dear King! Something just splashed on my leg! And the odor is quite unique! I must have the candle close to my nose for my eyes are watering and I fear your King may not make it our alive.  Quick, get a towel and beat the wind that way!