Day Three Dawns
A cloudy and uneventful morning. Two identical Cooks stare each other down across an empty kitchen, while the Chaplain shuffles prayer books in the chapel and a Guest lingers in the corridors. For the first time since the revels, the Lord emerges from his chambers, looking down across the castle from his balcony.
WildCard:
I Eject the Cook and Blow the Cover of Sylphrena