She searches the room

Knowing that there was little else for her to do except wait for the Minotaur return, she decided to search the room. The empty weapon rack was clearly a lost cause. She suppressed a sigh as she ignored it and went on to the wardrobe. It was taller than most she had seen and it took a few tugs before she got the door open.

Inside were several pairs of pants and a few sparse shirts. Most of the shirts were well made and had buttons down the front. It made sense considering most shirts would catch on a Minotaur's horns if they tried to wear a conventional shirt. She didn't remember any of the Minotaur in the village wearing shirts, though might have had some light armor strapped on. Their leader had talked about a sale. She figured that he probably wore the shirts for the sale of the women they captured from different villages.

The last item of clothing she noticed was a silk robe, complete with a sash. She didn't even want to think about what the robe was worn for. But she took the sash for herself. If she could get the drop on the Minotaur, she might be able to strangle him with his own sash.

She walked over to the bed and looked under it, and found a trap door under the under it. she tried to crawl under the bed to check the door, but it was too low to the ground for her to get under it. When she tried to move the bed she found it was too heavy for her to move alone. Considering its size, she wasn't really surprised about that.

Other than the unreachable trap door, the room was bare of anything else she could tell that would be of interest. Her only offensive weapon was a silk sash and that wouldn't be very useful after she got out of the room she was in. Her pack of supplies was probably back at the burned out village. She didn't know what had happened to her sword after she was brought here. She was weaponless, without a plan, and all alone in a Minotaur's bedroom.

She was still trying to think of something when the door started to open.