King Kheldar of Drasnia; (very mean) Belgariad AU; le Barplace
The door into this place was. Unexpected, but not unwelcome. The corner seat is just dark enough, and it has a very nice view (i.e., encompassing most of the room), and Silk has a very fine tankard of ale in his hands.
Here, away from the court and the crown, he is free - more or less - to be himself.
((ooc: ...we are feeling a bit mean tonight, yes. >8D Open in perpetuity.))