Ronin led Philton into the main hall of Mountain Forest Castle's fortress. This was, in fact, a rather formal gesture.
"My apologies, Sir Philton. Due to Princest's betrayal, my castle is temporarily short-staffed. I'm afraid we can't offer you any wine or other services."
Ronin sat down first, making polite conversation while gesturing for the other man to take a seat as well.
The fortress of Mountain Forest Castle was quite simple. The great hall, constructed from massive stones, had only small windows set into its walls. Even when sunlight streamed in, it didn't do much to brighten the space.
Macken could only order the Guards to light the candles in the hall.
Philton was somewhat displeased with Ronin's less-than-ceremonious reception, but of course, he wouldn't say it out loud. He simply offered a placating smile and said, "Lord Baron, you are truly efficient. Very similar to your father's style!"
Ronin raised an eyebrow. 'Is he complimenting me or insulting me?'
