The fresh fruit at breakfast highlights how well the Grisha live compared to Ravka’s peasants: they have the means to keep greenhouses with fruit trees warm all winter. But this opulence isn’t making Alina feel any better. Indeed, Alina seems to become even more disaffected as the winter arrives. Morozova’s stag, at this point, represents an end to her seemingly endless failures—so in a way, Baghra is right. Continuing to try seems silly when soon, hopefully, Alina won’t have to try so hard anymore.