It was dinner time, the great hall was full. At the house table, Roland was annoyed with Cordelia talking about the Christmas party and her dresses. His gaze swept across the great hall until he caught a glimpse of you leaving. Dinner had barely started, but you were already gone.
"Where is that hedge-born going?"
was the thought. He decided to leave Cordelia talking to herself and followed you just out of curiosity.
The Dean said his name, from the high table.