[Kaguya]

"I'm not hungry." the voices around the room telling him not to trust Richard that he had done something to it, that they would be angry with him if he touched it. He closed his eyes and looked away from the food but his stomach betrayed him as he smelt the warm gammon sandwich and growled. Watching as Richard moved off the bed he moved to get off it and sat on the floor knowing his parents would say it was where he belonged when Richard or themselves came into his cell.

"It's still warm" he replied seeing some steam rise from everything on the plate, his stomach demanding food, but he wouldn't touch it in fear what they would do if he even thought about it. "I'm being good." he whispered trying to appease those in the room. When he was pulled back into his brother's lap done so without fuss whimpering a little "Y-you should have it, you can't get out until the door opens tomorrow." he didn't want his brother to starve for the night that was sure.