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
mourner
queen
I was the daughter of a high ranking nobleman overseas. To make a trade alliance with the King, my parents offered me in marriage. It wasn't my idea, but it has turned out very well. I've produced two living sons as heirs, and the king treats me kindly. I spend my time doing embroidery and talking with my ladies in waiting.
Hello. i'm sorry, are you lost? It would indeed seem like I am, I was just standing by a grave mourning a loss. you are in the King, my husband's bed room. Oh dear indeed...it must have been that witch, she was not satisfied to already take my husband from me... I am sorry? I beg your pardon, I must have misheard. A witch did you say?  Yes, a witch cast a spell on my husband sending him to his grave, I was there mourning and then I heard laughter. but why? She just showed up one day saying our forefathers owed her money and demanded interest as well, we had no means to pay it. oh I am sorry, and sorry for your loss. How did you husband die? Will this help? You really should have brought this to the I apologize for the long story my queen, the witches curse got him. Why did you not report this? Please, I want the Kingdom to be safe and my king secure. Why would she send you here>? I suppose in an attempt to further humiliate me by making it seem like I meant harm, hoping that a guard would quickly come for my life.