After shuffling between the three stories for quite a few times, Lin Sanjiu was exhausted. She sighed and laid on top of a wooden table. The wooden table was extremely hard. Even though Emma, Red riding hood’s grandmother, had placed a thin mattress over it, Lin Sanjiu could feel the uncomfortably hard surface. Compared to Lila, Emma’s life was too tough. The small wood cottage had only one room which served as both a bedroom and a living room. She did not have even one guest bed and the only furniture which looked a little more expensive was a mirror that the king had given to her as a gift. Mirrors were hard to produce in the past, so they were considered rare luxuries.
Light reflected off the polished surface of the mirror as Lin Sanjiu flipped in her makeshift bed a few times. As the granddaughter and grandmother chatted softly, the anxiety she felt was like a fire which burnt away any chance of her sleeping.
It was night time at all three places.
