It is, all things considered, a very nice drawing room. Portraits adorn the walls and the heavy drapes are open to let starlight from the moonless night through. There's a table far too small for the large room with a pot of tea, a set of tea cups and an arrangement of cookies and fruit. Two oaken doors are firmly closed to one side, and to the other a single door is slightly ajar, the sound of sobbing coming from past it. Every once in a while it's possible to hear a page being turned in the other room as well. The drawing room on its own is silent, save for the ticking of a grandfather clock and then, with no prelude, an exclamation.
"Some fruits are best at certain times of year even in Narnia, but I think less than the people here do in general."
"What about hot foods in the winter? We have clotted cream and honey heated up - it's delicious."
"I must again mention chocolate, it makes a lovely beverage with milk and sugar and warmed up till it's steaming."
"Oh, we have cider! Do you ever go outside when it's been snowing just so you can enjoy a hot drink more? I do sometimes, and my mother always scolds me. But she's not going to be allowed to when I'm married, so maybe I'll get to do it without being scolded this winter."
The cook puts the mushrooms aside.
"I'm more of a fan of coming in from the cold and then having the hot drink inside to warm up."
"That's never been a problem for me but I can see how it would be for someone as entranced by the snow as you."
"-oh you're not an empowered so I guess you can't see snowflakes properly. That's a shame, they're very pretty - I have some pictures I painted if you want to see?"
"I can see details on a snowflake if it holds still without melting for long enough, but I would love to see your paintings."
Sophie has a variety of extremely accurate oil paintings of individual snowflakes, as well as several others of cloudy skies with intricate, precise clouds and vague, almost abstract land below them.
"This one is from last June, and I really love it. Except in the corner I had to paint over a stain because I was trying to have lunch and paint at the same time because I hadn't seen such nice Cumulus humilis before and it was pretty windy so I didn't have much time."
"No doubt, but the specific clouds were ephemeral and the painting is as close as I'll get to seeing them."
Sophie nods.
"Clouds changing all the time is both one of their best and worst traits."
Sophie has to think about that one for a bit.
"It's hard to see when you're inside one."