The four great windows were no longer see-through from any side as fog had built up on their surface, condensation that was unlikely to get away soon, the ambiance felt awfully steamy in general, the only few spots were condensation was not present instead laid bare some hand and prints of other body parts, it was miracle that none of the glass had cracked at all.
On the desk that was supposed to be used to fill up reports and paperwork, a suit of armour was to be found, alongside every single article of clothing worn by the minor lord, his equipment was thick and heavy, not leaving even joints unprotected, but the plate armour wasn't all, as beneath, the empire's best gambeson and chainmail as well, serving to protect the wearer for all types of damage, with all of this, even blunt damage was of no problem.
