Artist: Wagner - Song: Lohengrinn Overture
"Ah, she is quite a headstrong girl. She has dreams she wishes to follow, and she has spent many a year doing so. But she is intelligent, very knowledgeable of right and wrong. I wish her well, though I have not spoken with her in some time now. I think it would be overbearing of me to intrude in her life."
Heading through the halls and past the lavish dining hall, Erchanhardt ultimately brought them to the kitchen, a surprisingly modern affair given the traditional architecture of the home, with a modest table to one side for both service and, presumably, for the workers the kitchen did not have.
"I do, yes, unless it would be impractical to do so. The yearly cleaning of the courtyard is something the whole of the town takes part in, though we make it into something of a festival. Everyone is already together, so it brings a wonderful sense of community to celebrate that."
Rolling up his sleeves, Erchanhardt began looking through the kitchenware for everything that he would need for this dinner. Typically, he made nothing more than a modest meal of meat, potatoes, and an assortment of whatever the seasonal harvest offered. Given he had company, however, more would be necessary.
"You may wait in the dining hall if you so wish, but I would certainly welcome your presence here in the kitchen. Company and conversation tends to lighten any activity, wouldn't you say?"