After being dressed, Karen found herself escorted to supper in the Keep's main hall, where she was perched on a cold, hard, uncomfortable wooden chair and served a number of dishes while a number of the Nobelle's minions paid their respects and sought to entertain their liege--the effect was rather like a carnival of goblins invading a Ren-faire!  Thus she suffered until at long last the Lady of the Keep stood and announced that she was going to retire for the night, at which time she reached out for Karen's hand.<br/><br/>"Come," she ordered.  "You shall attend me tonight and tomorrow, and the day after we shall bear you to Her Majesty."