>>5417697(a baseless accusation, I am sure)
>First eat."Of course, My Lord. If you would wait here but a moment, I shall send for your robes, and your breakfast will be waiting for you in the dining hall."
The man bows low, stepping back, and briskly sets off in the direction he'd come from. Before he steps into the corridor, you notice him flick a hand at a pair of slaves stood in the courtyard below, and see that they are holding rich clothes, neatly folded. They immediately disappear under the balcony, only to re-emerge from the same doorway as the stranger, hurriedly bowing and presenting you with your new robes. You guess that what you have on now is merely a morning outfit - perhaps the one you usually exercise in...?
In any case,
>Go back to your sleeping chambers and change.>No time for that, you're starving. Slip into them here and now, and go find that food.>There's plenty of time. Now where were we, my dear scribe...?>WRITE-IN 