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Following the Commander's instructions, Bran entered the room and closed the door behind himself, before sitting down at the desk.
In the centre of the room, closer to the far wall than the door, stood the Commander's desk. It was similar to the Commander's desk from back in the East, however it was slightly bigger, slightly more regal in design, and slightly more crammed with paperwork than the one back there. Behind the desk was a large window, shaped like a stretched oval. The window was made up of multiple oddly shaped panes that all contributed to the full oval of the window. On either side wall, level with the desk in the room, were windows that were smaller than the one in the back, but were shaped in the same way.