He stretched his limbs after getting out of bed and headed down. When he got to the lower floor, he found Roxy at the kitchen counter staring at something so intensely he wondered if it was a mythical creature or something of that sort.
She noticed him and pulled her eyes from the bowl in front of her.
"The horn woke you up?"
Vale nodded at her. He had gotten up wondering what it was about.
"What's that," he asked, pointing at the bowl in front of her. She had been so intent on it that Vale couldn't help but ask.
"They brought some food over, but it looks poisoned."
The bowl was still overflowing with steam, and when Vale took a close look at it, he couldn't help but salivate. I was just soup, adorned with all kinds of miscellaneous bits, from vegetables to things that looked like meat.
It reminded Vale that he hadn't eaten any real food for a long while now.
