Feeling a bit bored with the women's chatter, Gwendolyn decided to move to a group of men gathered by the large, ornate fireplace. They were dressed in fine clothes, their jackets embroidered with gold and silver threads, and their boots polished to a shine.
Gwendolyn shifted a little closer, trying to catch what the group of men was saying. They stood in a tight circle, each one leaning in as if sharing a secret. She carefully craned her neck and strained her ears to eavesdrop without being noticed.