The king's chambers were lit by the glow of candles and the fire in the hearth, before which he was resting in a richly upholstered chair, a few pieces of parchment laid beside him on the table, along with a bottle of wine and two goblets.
Jaehaerys looked up at the knocking from the wall, rising to greet Elia as she entered, looking less than amused by the dust dotting her gown. He couldn't help but grin. “A few more months you should have the passage swept clean,” he said as he went to embrace her. He held her tightly for a moment then laughed and leaned back to brush an imaginary cobweb out of her hair.