Arc 4, Act I, Chapter 17: A Cold Morning's Breakfast

An old, or rather, the latest gramophone model on the market, played a classical tune filled with violins and cellos through the dining room, multiple entryways in and out of the kitchen and cellar.

'The dining room's on the second floor…' Jotou pouted as she peered around.

Chandeliers hung across the entire length of the long, long table flanked by cushioned seats of brownish-golds. The crown moulding upon the ceilings twisted and danced with gold inlays.

Octagonal tile patterns in yellow hues and murals on the ceilings and walls; some of noblemen on horses and a painting depicting five dogs playing poker.

The food was at the ready, the scent of chocolates and coffee polluted the air. The sweet pastries and savoury cheese, sausages, hams and spices only overwhelmed the previous aroma.