CHAPTER 3
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fter an hour he realized that dinner was being served, and he did not want to miss it, since he had no way of knowing whether he would have a chance to get food anywhere else. He changed from the towel into another set of casual clothes. Through his tiredness, the dislocation of his current setting and his mulling over potential questions to ask, he barely even experienced or remembered the walk down through the dim hallways to the entry of the mess hall.
The room was immense and reached up two floors in height to the peak of the roof. Three large antler chandeliers, like the one in the entryway but larger, hung down and bathed the room in warm light. Large, gray, stone tiles covered the floor, and two, massive hearths burned on either side of the hall to his right and left.
