Location: dim morning in a rugged stone chamber where sunlight filters through high smoke-holes, casting dusty beams across the stone floor and the wooden table laden with dark bread, pickles, and dried meat; the soft glow of the hearth flickers against the stone walls
Position: Ingrid leans forward slightly toward the table, her brow furrowed and her eyes narrowed in a sharp, suspicious gaze as she searches the viewer's face for meaning; a medium shot
Clothing: Ingrid is wearing a light blue flowing linen dress cinched at her waist with a dark leather rope belt