[There's a big ballroom, a mosaic of a white stag on the floor and stately draperies hung over all the windows -- if pulled back, they each show a different beach-scape. The faint sound of waves crashing and seagulls can be heard.
In the center of the room, there's an eight-year-old girl sitting at a circular table. In front of her and nine other seats around the table, there's a teacup and saucer, as well a small plate. In the middle of the table is a teapot -- perpetually steaming, and with whatever type of tea the drinker prefers -- a sugar pot, a pitcher of milk, and two large plates of classic tea-party snacks, including cookies, scones, and muffins.]
It's not quite like Cair Paravel, but I suppose it's nice enough.