Bab 39: a lion’s hunger (3)

Dinner was a lavish affair.

The enormous banquet hall dwarfed that of Rossheim Palace, and was furnished with thick curtains and ornate chandeliers. The evening meal was a veritable feast presented by dozens of maids and chefs, with whole roast chickens and pigs, an array of aromatically seasoned vegetables, and finished with creamy puddings and light cakes. 

Lombrassian wine was on offer throughout the evening, the rich wine brought from the Duke's own cellars and served in crystal flutes. Even the cutlery was fine silver with filigree oak leaves engraved into the metal.

The dinner was meant to communicate one thing, and one thing only: the Duchy of Lombrass had wealth in abundance.

And they don't need the Crown to keep up this luxury, Damian thought, as he looked upon the evening's host.

Duke Andrew sat at the head of the table, a tall banner unfurled behind him with the Duchy's livery on proud display.