Neera's stomach growled as she sat quietly in her room. She had not eaten since the previous morning and no one even thought of her.
The king did not know she had been asked not to leave the room, and the night before she had wanted to smuggle out some food from the royal kitchen to eat but that was when she overheard Zavian and his mom, and it had skipped her mind. Now it was morning and everywhere was busy.
Neera grimaced again when her stomach tightened. The pain was getting unbearable; she hadn't even drunk water.
She could not wait till night; she would be too weak to even go looking for food. She had to find a way out. Standing up, Neera went to her door and peeked out. There was no one outside, so she went back inside and thought for a moment.
She could have easily gone to the kitchen and returned, but her white hair drew attention to her.
