"Here's some dinner," a rebel handed me a piece of hard burnt bread at her place.

Her place was modest but cosy. I sat down on a short wooden stool while my plate of bread was on the small dark wooden table.

Three wax candles lit up her place in the living and dining room where the spaces weren't separated. There were no decorations to be seen and many items of furniture or small gimmicks were there more out of necessity than any other reason.

I hesitantly accepted the bread as I thought that these people were amazing for being able to thrive under such a nasty environment.

"You can stay at my house for a few days since you don't have a place to stay," the rebel suggested.

"What about the activities of the rebel group?" I asked carefully.

"We're meeting tomorrow night." The rebel showed me around her house.

When I yawned from being tired from sneaking out in the middle of the early night, the rebel showed me to the bedroom.

"My younger sister went to visit our parents at my home town, so you can stay here." The rebel left me alone thinking that I was greatly exhausted from my escape from the tyrannical nobles.

Once the rebel left, I dropped onto the bed with no hesitation as the exhaustion as taken a toll on me.

I didn't care that the mattress was not the ones that I was used to.

There was no white clean cloths nor the high quality stuffing of feathers filling the mattress.

That's how I woke up the next evening with a great lack of sleep with the mattress filled with straws. The dazzling warm rays of orange and red sun light drifted in from my window to display the sun setting down to transition deeper into the night.

'This is just like that medieval room I had to sleep in at the beginning of middle school,' I thought as my back ached from the lack of cushioning.

I couldn't stop waking up every hour due to the occasional straws poking me from the holes in the cloth that covered the mattress.

I never thought I would become so spoiled by living with the elites in the first district.

I was struggling to live as a commoner in the fifth district.

"I didn't think you'd wake up," the rebel handed me another piece of rotten looking bread.

The hard bread had slight colouring of green and black on its edges.

"Thank you, umm I don't know your name," I admitted while I placed the bread gently on the plate.

"My name is Jinny," Jinny looked tired with baggy eyes while she slouched onto the table.

"You look really tired today," I commented while wondering if she would notice if I put the bread back into her basket where other rotten bread were stored.

"I had to move carefully today because there were more knights and nobles in this particular neighborhood today to search for a spoiled runaway noble girl from the Suilett family," Jinny complained.

Jinny slumped down onto the table with frustration and exhaustion.

"That must have been hard," I avoided her eyes from my guilt as I remained ignorant that I was the runaway noble girl.

"It seems like that girl takes things for granted. If she knew that her family let her have great luxuries from their extravagant spending that commoners never be able to afford, she wouldn't be causing trouble for all of us," Jinny continued as she frowned.

"Maybe it isn't as good as you may think it is to be a noble, nobles have tons of restricted freedom. Especially young noble children," I added to unconsciously defend myself.

I recalled how Luke strict and limited my freedom in where I could go in terms of places that I could eat, shop, and spend my leisure time in. Occasionally, when Luke thought my behaviour was too 'unladylike of the Roselia family', he would lecture me for several hours.

"It's true that I have rarely seen young noble children," Jinny agreed that young noble children had restricted freedom in where they could go.

"Since, you're look very tired, I can help with the chores since you're letting me stay here for free," I offered Jinny as I tried to switch the topic.

"Thanks," Jinny groaned as she went to her bedroom to relax before the meeting with the other rebels started.

'What should I do first?' I thought.

I grabbed a broomstick to start getting rid of the huge amount of dust gathered on the floor. This made me recall the days where I helped make dinner with my mom before I started high school.

'Mom,' I sadly thought as the dust was arranged into a large pile to be sweeped outside.

'I'm sorry that I couldn't live a long life that you wanted me too,' I started to do the dishes by rinsing them in a buckle full of water of the well that Jinny had brought with her.

I scrubbed the dishes with a raggy dishcloth and wiped the table with the remaining water.

I wasn't surprised that there would be a group of rebels after seeing how poorly Jinny lived compared to the luxurious environment of Belle's castle.

"Who is it?" I asked when I heard the loud knocks on the door of the house.