Chapter FourThe Chamber of Jollity sparkled in the light of the many candles, torches and frosted lanterns of colored glass scattered throughout the hall. Reflections shimmered from the polished marble floors and the many golden statues and tablets containing ancient inscriptions that lined the hall. Amidst this dancing light, the Fey of Hwyndarin sat at long tables that were laden with baskets of breads and succulent Autumn fruits, platters of steaming vegetables fresh-picked from winter gardens, crockery filled with hearty grains and energizing seeds cooked to perfection with dried fruits and nuts, goblets of fortifying wine and flagons of honey-mead, and fragrant herbs and oils to compliment all. Laughter and music cascaded and echoed through the circular chamber like the tumbling, spla
