The outcome of extreme hunger

Alicia's POV

I was feeling edgy every time I saw the guards scoop their food into their mouths as begging them for some food seemed to be the only option left since the evil server did not show up. 

I couldn't bear the hunger again and I resolved to wander over to the other side to beg for food but as I was ambling towards that direction, I heard murmurs and silent laughter from the guards that were settling opposite where I was situated. 

I continued walking and the laughter resumed until I abruptly got dragged into a nearby corner in between two tents. 

It earned a surprise howl from the guards.   

I made an effort to cry out but my mouth was covered which made me unable to make any more sounds. 

The anonymous limped me farther away from the crowded location to through the backyard of the tents. He suddenly halted and shoved me away. 

I winced as my already weak bone hit a tree. "What do you want from me?" I requested and shifted away as suspicion was slowly building up. 

Wait what? He is the half-burnt guy.

I felt slightly relieved at the realization.

"Are you even a lady for me to take advantage of?" He muttered with a heavily scrunched-up face. 

I refused to answer and made an effort to walk away. He gently propelled me back again. 

He seemed nervous as he looked away. He then shrugged and rushed out "Your cloth is stained. I can't believe you are so dumb not to know that you are soaked" 

I was ignorant at first until I hurriedly dragged the backside of my gown to my front. 

My heart sank and I coiled in embarrassment. 

I felt disgraced and ashamed and I couldn't help but run fast into my little rent out of shame. 

At this point, no one can convince me that I am not born to be unfortunate. 

It all made sense. 

My menstruation had been the reason for laughter for the cruel guards. 

How I wish I was never given birth to.

I wrapped my clothes around myself and decided to wait till the majority fell asleep. My stomach growled in disagreement with my decision but I did wait till the only ones left awake were the guards assigned to guide the tent. 

I peeped through my tent and watched the radiant light that shone brightly on the balcony of the Royal tent. 

I watched it from afar. 

How comfortable it would feel if I had a chance to spend the night in such a cosy space. It was built beautifully even though it was just a reusable mode of creation.

A tear slid down on my cheek and I quickly wiped it away. I flickered as the cold breeze washed through my body.

I hurried out of the tent but my leg hit the bucket filled with water which was placed at the entrance of the tent. I stared around and back to the bucket only for my eyes to catch a glimpse of other toiletries and beside it was a new piece of cloth.

My heart beamed in joy and I ran around my tent with the thought to find whosoever was my knight in shining armour. 

I packed the toiletries together and carried them with my left hand and I also carried the bucket with my other hand. 

I walked farther to the bushy side and relaxed to clean myself up. 

Immediately I was done, I ran to pick a huge stick light from the one assembled around the tent. A guard caught me but I begged him. Surprisingly, he agreed to my plea. 

I scurried to burn my stained clothes and sauntered to my tent with my air loose. 

I gently placed the bucket by the side of my tent and tiptoed towards the simple kitchen meant for the guards. 

Every damn pot, plate and spoon were neatly washed and arranged. 

I was about to cry when a thought struck my mind. I didn't think twice before walking in the direction of Arnold's kitchen which was built a few steps away from his tent. 

I met multiple guards on my way who questioned me but I managed to convince them that he had summoned me. 

Suddenly, I heard a loud growl filled by the guards running everywhere. 

"An assassin!!!" a guard screamed.

I care less and mustered the courage to change my direction into the Royal kitchen. 

I watched around the space and sneaked in. 

The moment I touched the pot cover, the half-burnt guard rushed in and grasped my hand. "Are you crazy?!"

"I'm hungry!" I winced and hissed adamantly. I tried to shove him away from my side but he was as hard as a rock. 

"Were you blind enough not to see that this is the place they cooked His Highness's dish? Do you want to die so badly?" He groaned and stretched his hand to collect the pot cover. 

I couldn't think straight as I was hungry beyond measure. I stared at him miserably and muttered "Just a small portion of food, please"

He gulped and gently tried to drag the cover away from me but I was persistent and I jerked out of his grasp. He didn't stop as he continued to run after me. 

I have no idea about how I ended up laughing at my tricky way of dribbling him. 

He finally caught me from the back and he turned me to his front. 

Unfortunately, the moment I tried to get out of his grip, my leg got entangled with his, making me hit the stool that had coolers placed on it. It caused all other utensils to fall, but luckily, they all fell to the other side. 

Half burnt guard fell and I fell on him. 

I was stunned that he tried to shield me with his hand since we both thought the utensils would fall on us. The pot cover with me hit his head terribly and I couldn't help but jerk it away from my hand to rub his head. 

He was staring at me while I helped him massage his head for a while. We weren't conscious of our inappropriate position and the presence of a muscular man standing with eyes brewing fire. 

"What the hell is going on?!" came the thundering voice that made us jerk up and tremble to our feet. 

Oh no! In his supposed kitchen space. 

I am so dead!