When the footsteps get too close she thrusts open the first door in sight. She shut the door behind her when she confirmed it was empty. The kitchen, how she ended up there she’ll never know. It’s not gaudy like the rest of the house, but it’s just as big. The stone resembles the inside of the lover’s passageway. Many things are set lower, like counters and the sink. Most likely for the elves, she thought.