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
queen
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.
Hello, Queen. How art thou doing today? Egads, how dare you interrupt me in my privy room! I, I, I am sorry your majesty. I didn't mean to. That's right you're sorry. You reek of filth, what are you doing here groom of stool?! I thought I had cleaned up well, I am so sorry. You see I uhm, well nevermind. Pish posh, fetch me my slippers at once. Yes, yes, your majesty. *trips over wooden table* Eh, sorry about that. Now where are your slppers? The PINK ONES you dolt! Forget it, subject do be a dear and grab my slippers! I mean no harm, and I am sorry I do not live up to your standards my queen.  Harumph, I'm so disappointingly accustomed to being disappointed. What is it you want groom? Speak up at once! See, I am in love with someone, someone very special. I came to your lovely privy room, to ask your blessing. You shall not speak of my sweet princess again you fool. How many times do we need to have this conversation?!