Katherine was led to a lavish hall, lit by a number of magically enchanted candelabras. On the table were several very fancy looking courses, foods the farm girl was likely to never have even seen before, least not anything so extravagant.

"Ah, Lady Katherine," Stefan spoke, standing from his seat. "I'm glad to see you again. Please, take your seat." He motioned to a place setting across the table from where he sat, before taking a seat himself. His hand came to rest on a velvet covered box, which he drummed with his fingers. "I trust you're finding the room you've been given accommodating?" He asked.