After the incident Lorren and Isolde made their way to the dinning hall for an early supper, though Isolde still felt nervous she did her best to not let it get to her. Lorren guided Isolde through the grand corridors of the castle, her silver eyes darting about to ensure no one was within earshot.
"Remember, act natural," she murmured. "We don't want to arouse suspicion." Isolde nodded, the dining hall was a cavernous room with vaulted ceilings and glittering chandeliers. At the far end, a long table was set with a lavish spread of food and drink. Nobles and dignitaries milled about, their laughter and chatter echoing off the stone walls.
