[Poggio]

One child lost among the throngs of people was not something to be noticed. At least that is what Kaleb thought. He was banking on his amenity to score him a free dinner. Snaking his way across the city roof tops, he spied into a few abandoned eateries. Many appeared like dolls houses. Every thing nicely arranged, but there were no hands to move about the figures. At last he found a suitable restaurant to sedate his hunger. He slipped into an open window making sure he was alone. Kaleb quickly gathered loaves of bread, meat, anything he could smother into his bosom with out over heating his arms.*

The boy beamed at his haul wondering how he would escape. Escaping was always the flaw in his planning. Feeling bold, Kaleb waltzed out of the front doors of the restaurant, shouting along with the crowds so that its patrons would be none the wiser. He munched on his dinner steadily walking towards the Castle, wondering what gossip flew about the new lord.