[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: China Country]
The hut was, in truth, less a hut and more a single-room shelter—plain in structure. One moderately spacious chamber stretched from wall to wall, its wooden beams created with care. A single square window sat along one side, the frame made with timber, offering a view of the porcelain city beyond.
Inside, the furnishings were sparse. Four thin beds rested on simple wooden frames, aligned neatly along the walls. Each bore a different set of covers: one brown, worn already; one red, another blue, and the last a dull gold, ostentatious in comparison to the rest. The arrangement felt oddly symbolic, though no explanation was offered.
Grimm studied the room for only a few seconds. His gaze passed over the walls, the window, the beds, before the interest drained from his posture entirely.
"It will do," he said at last.
