Rosa woke up on a wooden floor that smelled like pine resin and something floral she couldn't name.
It took her a full five seconds to remember where she was.
Its a freaking Elf House...
The ceiling was made of actual wood planks held together by thick beams with some kind of dried vine woven between them. And sunlight came through a window covered by a thin stretched cloth instead of glass. But the actual walls were made of rocks unlike many other wooden houses.
This one was a premium house for some reason.
Actually my fu*king fiancee told me she was the daughter of an important person. Maybe that's why her house is different.
She pushed herself up from the pile of blankets that bitch had left for her on the living room.
Her back was killing her and her neck had a stiffness you only get from sleeping on solid wood. She hated this floor bed so much that she couldn't even stop bitching about it for hours!
She walked to the window and pulled the dirty cloth aside.
