CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE - Yeeted into this dingy cell
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE - Yeeted into this dingy cell
As soon as I stepped back into the palace, I was, like I had expected, yeeted into the county jail. And of course, I didn't tell anyone about my newfound power.
The jail cell was the worst part, though. A small dingy cell, barely big enough for a bed in one corner, and a sink in the other. Thats it. No toilet, even…?
I sighed, sitting on my bed since it was the least itchy spot. No one had bothered to give me food, so I was left on a dangerously long fast - two weeks, to be exact. It was doable if I didn't move, but I could only spend so much time sleeping before my screaming stomach woke me up. At least the moon was pretty.
"You're lucky, you know. To be so free." I said to it. The moon didn't reply, so I just sagged facefirst into the mattress instead. Time to sleep. Then a voice shattered the silence - one I thought I would never hear again, at least not for this year. "Are you awake, my lady?"