The heat of the fire was welcome in the cold hall. In other places, the halls were cold enough he shivered. Here at least the distant glow of the fire promised warmth. Not nearly as much as the forge, though. My forge. For a few days more.

"If it pleases, m'lady."

He rounded the table and stood behind the seat, but felt keenly aware of how close this would be putting her near her. He just had to eat and pay that no mind. She was a lady and they'd have others watching besides.

"It all smells good."