The Minstrels’ Gallery was disguised by a screen of thick wood carving so that while the minstrels could peep through it onto the guests below, those looking up from the dining room table could hear the music, but not see who played it.
Now, as Rocana opened the door, there was the sound of laughter from those in the hall below which struck her like a strong wind.
She moved quietly to the screen and looking down saw first the Duke sitting at the end of the table in a high-backed chair surmounted by a Ducal crown.
The Marquis was on his right and Patrick on the opposite side of the table a few places down.
All the guests were enjoying themselves uproariously, toasting each other across the table and piling their plates with everything that was being offered to them on huge crested silve
