Chapter 71

　　Maya

　　The smell of food fills my nostrils, and I immediately crack my eyes open to get some of my usual rotten fruit and pellets on a Friday morning. If you are hungry enough, everything tastes like heaven, including rotten, magical apples.

　　"Breakfast!" A guard announces and pushes a tray with food below the bars for me to take.

　　I greedily snap up the food but freeze when I spot the guard preparing an even larger tray with more luxurious food. It makes sense. Arvin mentioned fairy blood, which means they need to keep the big guy healthy and robust to feed June.

　　And keeping the guy healthy means eating better food.

　　"There you go," The guard pushes the big tray inside and then proceeds to leave the basement. He mutters as he walks. "Filthy rats."