Large room with vast ceilings for meetings and dining. There is a large ornate table at the head of the room for the king and his guest overlooking smaller tables for the servants.
The Great Hall, Inside Tower
the king
servant
I come from the lower class. I do what I am told without question. I can not read. I have not seen my family in a long time.
Does my Lord desire refreshment? Aye, and swiftly, servant! I am parched. Sire! Forgive your humble servant! I will get another goblet, and clean this immediately! You clumsy fool! On with ye before I smite! And bring my fine brandy along with ye. Today is a harsh day which requires libation. Of course, your Highness! Oh, I have gotten wine on your Grace's robe! You swine! These are my finest robes. Tell me, why should I know throw you to the streets for your clumsiness? What is your worth, naive? My Lord! I have no where to go! I have no family after the barbarians stole my wife and children during the invasion! Have mercy my Lord! Have mercy? Do you not know how unmerciful this night has been to me? How unmerciful this world is? You should be lucky I am a good and kind King. I will keep you here for this time. Bring me more wine! Of course my Lord! This is from your finest brandy. Aye, servant. What a wretched day... Today is the day the Black Plague has reached our sacred kingdom... A solution alludes me. Many will parish this season, servant. Too many. The Plague! Surely my Lord must know a way to save his kingdom! Not under God's domain do I possess the answer... Perhaps I should consult with a potion maker or a Priest. Though, I fear sharing the news may cause panic in my streets.