Lann and Wuming had gone on ahead and arrived first in the banquet room.
Four low tables were set to left and right, clearly distinguishing host from guest.
The room was not luxurious; in fact, the Tenshu of Iwamura Castle, which prioritized military use, basically had no very luxurious rooms at all.
Almost everything was plain paulownia-oiled wooden flooring; on the surrounding walls hung either scroll paintings, or decorative folding fans and weapons.
Even the folding screens were only painted with very unadorned landscape scenes.
On the small tables there were only some tea and fruit, and the table surfaces were not large.
It seemed the banquet would proceed in courses, dishes being brought in and removed one round after another.
"You've been sniffing the whole time." Lann casually sipped his tea and smiled at Wuming. "Is your nose very sharp?"
