The room was dark and cold, though some light was admitted by clerestory 
windows high up in the vaults. The walls were lined with men in armor, standing 
stock-still. Sitting in the middle of the room, on a throne twice as high as a 
man, was a giant, dressed in a suit of armor that gleamed like a looking-glass. 
Standing below him was a man in armor holding a rag and a wire brush, 
vigorously buffing one of the lord's greaves.