Annica lay on a thin mattress provided by Oktavianus. The hard and cold prison floor made her body ache from shivering all night. Her hips were sore from curling up for too long, but she was too exhausted to move.
Ignoring her growling stomach, Annica closed her eyes. Just as she was about to fall asleep, the sound of someone's light footsteps startled her awake again.
"Hey! Here's your food!" someone shouted.
Even without turning around, Annica recognized the shrill voice. It was Serenilla.
Annica didn't reply, which only made Serenilla shout louder.
"No need to pretend to sleep. Does one night in jail suddenly make you deaf? After what you've done, jail is where you belong, you stupid mange dog!"
Serenilla slammed the tray of food she brought onto the floor. Several pieces of bread jumped out and rolled on the dirty ground, which Serenilla then stomped on before spitting on them.
