HOOR

CHAPTER 2: GAYATRI

I didn't even know for how many days I had been in prison. My leg's condition had worsened. Nobody even came to offer me clothes. I was wearing the same coat that I had found that day fighting with the general.

The only time I had some human interaction was when they gave me food. And the food that you may ask..was just a plain roti with a pickle.

I had been surving on 3 rotis a day!

I tried to get up but whimpered in pain. The bruise had stopped bleeding but hadn't healed. I couldn't even cover it with anything. I could see the signs of infection on the stabbed area and I gagged at the mere sight of it.

These people were ATROCIOUS.

But the main problem was, that I had somehow time travelled back to some royal Kingdom. (That what my theory was.)

Maybe it was when I had collided with that truck and somehow the last thing I saw was that painting and I just somehow made it here.

Maybe it was the painting!

So if I found the painter who painted the painting, maybe I could time travel back to my world!!!

OMG how did God made a woman like me so intelligent!!!?

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A few moments passed by and I started to get bored. So I did what a normal sane person would do!

I tried to get myself up. Slowly and steadily, trying to ignore the pain.

1st thing checked. I could get up.

I tried taking a couple of steps.

2nd thing checked. I could walk.

Just then the door opened and I stumbled on my steps and was about to fall when a hand held me from falling flat to my face.

I looked at the person and it was the general. His hands felt warm to my cold skin. It was as if his hand had planted life in my dead body again. I came out of my stance and pushed him back with great force. He glared at me and I did the same.

"Don't you dare touch me you prick!" He stormed towards me and held me by my neck and glared at me.

"Another cuss word against me and you will be seeing hell." His words were venom to my ears. I tried to hit his hand because ladies and gentlemen- I WAS TWO SECONDS AWAY FROM MY DEATH!

He left my throat and I coughed out loud. And then everything happened in a blur. I was lifted and thrown on his shoulders, me fighting back, him bringing us to the courtroom and him placing me gently on the ground.

Key word: gently

I looked up at the king who had a foreign look clouding his face. It was as if denial?

"You woman-"

"Gayatri" I hissed. I was no woman- I mean I was but I had a name.

"Yes whatever. You are no one to tell a king, remember that!" His voice was loud and his face had turned angry.

I shut my mouth up.

"Gayatri, you're being released." I stared at him in shock. WHAT?!

Whispers were being passed down the room and my gaze adamantly went towards the general, who too was in a state of shock.

"The queen has ordered for you to be in the Queen's cabinet." His words were calm but his eyes held different emotions. Like he was being forced to say this.

I didn't know what the fuck even the cabinet was, but if I was being released THEN THANK THE QUEEN.

ALL HAIL THE QUEEN BITCHES!!!