Ashara Royal Estate, Dining Room, 1509
The Ashara Royal Estate's dining room exudes opulence, with towering ceilings adorned with intricate wooden beams. A grand chandelier hangs majestically, casting a warm glow over the long, polished oak table set for an extravagant feast.
Tapestries depicting legendary battles and mythical creatures adorn the stone walls, adding a sense of history and grandeur. Plush velvet drapes frame the tall windows, allowing soft light to filter in, enhancing the room's regal atmosphere.
An ornate fireplace, crackling with flames, serves as the room's focal point, inviting guests to gather around during chilly evenings. The rich aroma of roasted meats and spiced wines fills the air, promising a sumptuous meal fit for royalty.
The overall ambiance combines elegance and comfort, making it a perfect setting for King Arthur and his esteemed guests to enjoy both food and camaraderie.
Queen Bengi approached Arthur with a warm smile, saying, "It's wonderful to see you again, Arthur. It's been a while since we last saw each other."
Arthur returned her smile, his eyes glinting with warmth. "Indeed, it has been too long, my dear mother-in-law. Let us make this evening memorable, surrounded by enjoyable company and laughter."
Queen Bengi smiled and nodded in agreement. "I entirely agree, Arthur; this evening is indeed special." She then leaned in, her expression curious. "By the way, where is my newly discovered adopted granddaughter at?"
Arthur then says she should be down in a couple of minutes.
As if on cue, the sound of light footsteps echoed down the hallway, heralding the arrival of the young girl.
Arthur's face brightened with anticipation, and he gestured toward the door. "There she is now, ready to charm us all with her spirit."
Queen Bengi's eyes sparkled with delight as she turned her attention to the entrance, eager to welcome the newest member of their family.
The warmth in the room grew as Rhaenys stepped inside, her presence filling the space with joy.
Mahfiruze followed closely behind, her smile reflecting the happiness of the moment.
Queen Bengi then approached her daughter Mahfiruze and said, "There you are, Mahfiruze."
King Arthur then approaches the group and says, "Bengi, there's someone I am excited to introduce to you—my long-lost daughter. This is my daughter, Princess Rhaenys Pendragon. Rhaenys, your adoptive mother's mother, who is your adoptive grandmother, Queen Bengi of Ashara."
Rhaenys looked up in surprise, her heart racing as she absorbed the revelation. "It's an honor to meet you, Your Majesty," she said, her voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions within her.
Bengi smiled warmly, her wise eyes gleaming with affection. "The honor is all mine, dear Rhaenys. Welcome to the family, my sweet girl."
"Thank you, Your Majesty," Rhaenys replied, her voice filled with gratitude.
"Please, call me Grandma," Queen Bengi said with a gentle smile.
"I'm not there yet; just give me some time," Rhaenys added, her expression reflecting uncertainty. The warmth of the moment enveloped her, but she felt the weight of expectations pressing down.
Queen Bengi smiles and says, "Please take as much time as you need. Don't feel like you're being pushed into something that you're not comfortable with. So instead, why don't you just call me Bengi for now?"
Rhaenys nodded, grateful for the queen's understanding. "Bengi, it is, then, and thank you," she replied, a hint of relief washing over her as the tension began to ease.
"You're welcome," says Bengi with a sincere expression.
Queen Bengi then asks Rhaenys if she wanted anything to drink. "Would you like some wine or perhaps a cup of tea?" She offered with a warm smile.
Rhaenys considered the options, her mind still a bit clouded. "Tea sounds lovely, thank you," she replied, feeling more at ease in Bengi's presence.
Bengi nodded and motioned for a servant to fetch the tea. "I hope the drink helps you relax even more," she added, her voice soothing. Rhaenys appreciated the gesture, feeling a sense of comfort growing between them.
King Yakup entered the dining room, his presence commanding attention.
He noticed Rhaenys and Bengi engaged in conversation, a warm atmosphere enveloping them. "What are you two discussing?" he inquired, a curious smile crossing his face.
Rhaenys looked up, her initial hesitation fading as she replied, "Just enjoying some tea."
Bengi poured the steaming liquid, her movements graceful and inviting. "It's a delightful blend, my husband," she chimed in, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.
King Yakup nodded appreciatively, sensing the growing camaraderie.
"Rhaenys, you must be my adoptive granddaughter," he declared, the weight of his words resonating in the air. The warmth of the moment wrapped around them like a comforting blanket.
Rhaenys felt a surge of belonging, her heart swelling at the unexpected affection. "I would be honored, Your Majesty," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, as the glow of the fire mirrored the newfound connection in the room.
"Dinner is served," the servant announced, breaking the moment's spell with a gentle reminder of reality.
As they turned to the table, Rhaenys couldn't shake the feeling that this dinner would be a turning point in their relationship. With each step toward the feast, anticipation bubbled within her, mingling with the flickering shadows cast by the flames.
The table was adorned with an array of dishes, each more enticing than the last. A succulent roast duck glistened, its skin perfectly crisp, surrounded by a medley of seasonal vegetables.
Next to it, a rich, creamy risotto infused with truffles beckoned, its aroma enveloping the room. Freshly baked bread, golden and warm, rested in a woven basket, inviting everyone to indulge.
For dessert, a delicate chocolate tart sat elegantly, garnished with fresh berries and a dusting of powdered sugar. As they settled in, the vibrant flavors promised an unforgettable evening.
Rhaenys exclaimed, "Oh wow, your food all looks incredible!"
"Thank you! I poured my heart into every dish," the royal cook replied, a proud smile spreading across his face.
The warmth of camaraderie filled the air as laughter echoed around the table. Everyone eagerly reached for the bread, sharing stories and savoring the moment, knowing that this gathering would be remembered long after the last crumb was gone.
Rhaenys turned to King Yakup, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "May I ask you a question?" she inquired, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
The king raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her request. "Of course, Rhaenys. What would you like to know?" He replied warmly, eager to engage in conversation.
Rhaenys took a deep breath before asking, "How did you and Queen Bengi first meet?"