Long hallway with high ceilings, long windows, and a very intricate designed ceiling.
The  main hall, Inside Palace
guest
the queen
It is dangerous to be the queen. I have large, rich rooms and maidservants. I am thinking of having an affair with my husband.
The servants are often careless but they try. Ah, your majesty!  Such an honor to be graced with your presence.  I am ever so grateful that you could accommodate me on such short notice. Think nothing of it. And how are you faring?  It seems an age since we last met at the Gala in Support of One-Winged Fairies. I have had to be more cautious since that event. It hasn't been safe for me in public. Oh dear.  I do hope everything is all right.  Surely your guards have matters well in hand?   One can never be to careful. Indeed, not!  And, goodness, speaking of careful.  I -ahem- don't mean to speak out of turn darling, but I do believe your maids have neglected to dust your painting and tapestry.  Good help is so hard to find, isn't it? Even for someone as yourself, your majesty. This castle is so large that I can hardly find a thing. Now that you mention it the windows in teh long hallway and ceiling look out of order. Not a servant in sight. Tisk!  And yet if you hire someone new, you never really *know* them, now do you?  Whose to say if some wayward girl you help on her feet with such an esteemed position might not help herself to one's jewels?  You would hardly believe the scandals I've heard-- well.  Maids indeed can be sometimes the most vindictive creatures. I have a few trusted servants I could trust with my deepest secrets. I will tell you, dear friend that I have considered having an affair. Oh my!  How wickedly scandalous, do tell, dear, do tell.