ARTEMIS' POV:-
THREE DAYS LATER:-
I was lying on the cold and dusty ground. It had been three days since I was locked up in a dungeon. The maids had tried to give me some chicken to eat. But every single time, a tall b***h came and scolded the maids who tried to give me something I could eat. To save myself from any allergic reactions, I decided to starve instead of eating something that was sort of a poison for me. I had no idea how I managed to open my eyes again. I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes. The plates full of boiled moong dal were set on the ground. They were rotting inside the cell I was in. But no one took it away.
I knew I couldn't eat moong dal. It nearly killed me when I was seven years old. Jenny learned from my father that I was allergic to moong d
