It's spare and humble.  A small cookpot sits over a fire, and a few books sit on a shelf.  A candle sits in the middle of a table where there are a few plates and silverware set out in preparation for people to eat.
Servant's Quarters, Inside Palace
servant
court jester
I am a living joke! my sould is what flies out of your mouth when something is funny. The king hates me!
What a sight! A site for a feast, no less! If not fit for a King, fit for thee that wait upon a King! Speaking of waiting, shall we start? I'm here to help, and to serve And I serve so that I might stay here! Would you like some food too? Why thank you, don't mind if I do!  Yum, that looks tasty Now for the next course, methinks! Oh not the shoes, please don't eat those My, aren't you a funny fellow! Now why would I eat my shoes? I never eat pudding with my shoes on. Oh that makes sense, shoes can get in the way of a lot of things Quite so, especially shoes with as many bells as mine! They do jingle a lot