The next day, Richard went to the forge which was located nearly at the same place as the base floor.
For some reason he was being ignored by other prisoners...maybe because they got the word that someone from the administration came to meet him? Might be possible.
But, well, he didn't build any connection on this floor, so he didn't particularly mind their behaviour.
"Woah..." Entering the chamber, Richard was surprised to see the difference between the forge on this floor compared to the one back on the base floor.
The workshop where Richard has to remould swords is a small, enclosed space, filled with the warmth of burning coal. The forge sits at the centre, its flames glowing bright, casting light around the room. In front of the forge is a sturdy anvil, marked with years of use.
