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.
"It doesn't sound so unlike our own history - perhaps more extreme but such internal wars were fairly common until the end of the Dark Ages, when we switched to electing our King rather than having them drawn from one famiily line." Not that the elections have all been bloodless, but it would impolite to point out the exceptions, of which there are in fact only a few.
"I think the series was inspired by a historical war but I have never looked into it that I would remember it now to tell you all."
"How unfortunate." Though it reminds Lucette that she still hasn't sat Haru down and learned everything she can about his future's past, which she would really like to do.
They aren't obviously assigned but there seems to be some sort of unspoken protocol dictating where people are sitting and after Lucette glances at the young woman sitting down across from her Haru is invited by the woman to sit to their left.
The young woman introduces herself as Sophia and starts asking him about the weather in Narnia before interrupting herself to say that she's Sophia Brynd and now that out of the way she would like to know about the weather in Narnia.
"Haru Swan. It's largely temperate thanks to being on the shore, but the winters can be really something."
"Oh do you get thundersnow? I tried to take a trip out to Eaton to see some but I wasn't empowered yet and so we had to turn back though my cousin told me later that there wasn't any anyways."
"We get snow, and we get thunder, but there is not a combination of the two that has its own name."
"Summer rain, Comat lake thunderstorms, St Elmo's fire, water spouts, and lightning within clouds. St. Elmo's fire used to be number two but Lucette thinks it's not real because there are lots of weird lightning stories and some of them are clearly not real."
"I wouldn't ordinarily see from just that but I suppose Haru has likely read sources neither of us can find."
Sophia has more questions, such as what Mr. Swan's preferred form of rain is and whether he's seen any water spouts and also what season is best suited to him - for her it's the time when spring turns to summer but it's okay if he has a less correct opinion.
"I like a light misting rain if I've got to be out in it and a driving thunderstorm if I don't. Never seen a water spout. My favorite season is autumn."