That milk which she drank felt fulfilling and she had no mood to enter inside the kitchen because there was nothing interesting inside it. She found out the kitchen only after noticing the chimney. If not for it then she would have taken forever just to locate the kitchen.
The sight of the burning fire felt like watching a movie to see the sparkles flying all over and the sound of the wood cracking was endearing to her ears as there was no one and the whole house was almost empty if not for the furniture so the sound felt little too good to hear when it echoed slightly.
Her face felt so warm after watching it for a long time so she stretched her hands to get some warmth from the burning fire. And looking at it she felt like roasting something in that fire but there was no salt to even roast a tiny shrimp let alone some barbeque sauce to season it.
