Climbing the mountain had already exhausted both their physical and mental strength, and the people of Winter weren't particularly concerned with formalities.
There were no pleasantries, they went straight to the point... which meant starting to eat.
The hearty meal that had been prepared was served without delay... though, of course, this term "hearty" is from Winter's perspective.
In general, it was slightly better than what Annan had eaten at the Duchy Mansion, but that was only a very limited improvement—
Apart from the six people who had followed Annan, there was also Viscount's son, about seven or eight years old, with his brownish-red hair and blue-eyed wife. A total of ten people were seated at the round table, packed tightly together.
