Chương 483: CDLXXXIII. The Little House

The interior of the modest house was lit with candles arranged on the shelves that made all the spaces visible: downstairs, there was a large fireplace with a stick that held an empty pot and ready to be used and in front of it, a small wooden table with two stools, on top of which was a basket covered by a cloth. 

On the other side was a kind of wooden bathtub containing clean, still steaming water, with spare clothes hanging on the wall next to it.

Climbing small wooden stairs, Dag came upstairs, holding his hand on the axe, ready to pull it out in case that house was a trap to hurt them, but even that space was free and well lit, with a huge bed arranged in the middle of the smaller room and three or four soft furs that made it even softer and welcoming. 

When Dag saw the bed, all the exhaustion accumulated during that tiring day poured over his legs, which trembled slightly, as if they were begging him to go to sleep.