Ned sat by facing the three. Lord Sven to his left; tapping the arm of his chair with his fingers running low and high. The kid, the bored kid, as Ned labeled him due to his tendency to slump his back against the chair while blowing an air, sat across him. While Sasani Tarragon, Ned assumed not her real name—Or she didn't give her real name—sat far right of Ned.
Between them was a hardwood, maybe smoked wood table, varnished with brown as it almost acted as a mirror due to its crystal feel like surface. At the top was the steaming hot tea where Twali, the Lord's servant, kept on refilling.
