Reception Room in South Tower
Through a door in the quadrangle’s stone faced entry room, there is a cozy little parlor where residents can gather and socialize, or perhaps rest before or after climbing the tower stairs. The walls were left white, but painted with a beautiful garden scene, depicting a frolicsome forest scene involving satyrs and nymphs. There are several overstuffed chairs gathered close to the fireplace and a cabinet of liquor. For the wedding, the parlor has been decorated with seasonal bouquets, bows of silver and royal blue, and a pair of taxidermy doves that seem to have been frozen mid-takeoff from the end table near the cabinet.
Mirtel had arrived at Windsor a couple of days early to oversee the last preparations of the Queen’s Suite for its new occupant and had thus had plenty of time to already settle into her room in the apartment she would be sharing with her brother. So it was that while most other courtiers would only be arriving and then having to sepnd time settling in while the maids would be unpacking, Mirtel could afford herself the luxury of relaxing in the reception room.
Mirtel Christabel settled in comfortably in one of the overstuffed chairs, idly smoothing the skirts of her dusky pink dress, embroidered by numerous burgundy roses and adorned by delicate lace. “La! Come now, Leo, settle down,” she coaxed her pup, who was happily bouncing around the room. All the training that had been done over the summer really had paid off, Mirtel Christabel acknowledge with a small smile as the large Leonerger simply barked once before rushing over to settle his head on Mirtel Christabel’s knees. “Good boy,” Mirtel praised, finding just the right spots where to scratch her large dog for a few moments before her most faithful guardian lay down before her feet for an afternoon nap.
Half-singing a cheerfully little melody to herself, Mirtel Christabel picked up her cup of tea and curiously settled in to see which courtiers would be the first arrive, surely everyone would have many of interesting stories to tell of the summer now that the court was once again gathering in one place to celebrate the happy occurrence of a royal wedding.