As night fell, Arthur, Sylvie, and a handful of knights gathered in the dining hall for their evening meal.
A few dim oil lamps flickered, casting a wavering light over the simple fare laid out on the long wooden table.
There was smoked fish with the faint scent of wood, bowls of steaming wheat porridge, and sides of coarse wheat bread and pickled sauerkraut.
The entire dining hall was devoid of lavish decoration. There were only wooden
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