There was sun falling through the window when Snow awoke. In the light, she noticed several things she hadn't last night. First, although the window was wide, there were no drapes upon it. Second, though the bed was incredibly soft, wide, and richly embroidered, the other furniture in the room was simple and Spartan. Finally, of the four flat surfaces in the room, all but the bed had an arrangement of flowers upon it.
Snow rose. She set the blankets to right, and peeked into the small mirror hanging above the desk next to the washbasin. She looked to be in poor condition indeed. Her hair drooped around her face in long, greasy strands. Her eyes had faded to dull grey and sported deep shadows under them. Even for her, she was pale.
Looking down, the rest of her had fared just as poorly. After tangling with the creature in the lake and being chased by a bear, her dress was tattered and slashed, as well as dirty. Her shoes were only a few fraying stitches away from falling off, and dirtier than the rest of her. To top off the sight, a layer of dust had settled onto her, coating her hair, hands and legs and settling into the embroidery on her dress and dulling its colors.
It took a good half hour of concentrated effort before Snow was satisfied with her appearance. In the end, she had been forced to resort to stripping naked and scrubbing everything with the soft cloth left with the basin of wash water. After a good half hour of concentrated effort, the clear water in the basin turned a dark brown, and Snow finally felt reasonably clean.
However, she was unwilling to put on the dress she had just taken off. It would only make her dirty again, and after all that effort to get clean too. After a moment of thought, she re-donned her underclothes, tore off the ragged and dirty bottom five inches of her underdress, slipped that on, and stole the relatively clean tie of her overdress.
She once more eyed herself in the mirror as she gathered her hair out of her face and rolled it into a simple bun. She wouldn't win any points for fashion or beauty, but she was at least clean and presentable. That would have to do.
After all, she had more important things to worry about. It was time to meet her hosts.