William watched quietly as the beastfolk princess sat on the floor of the prison, holding the chocolate with both hands and chewing on it with bestial instincts.
Her sharp canines dug into it without hesitation, as if her body had long stopped caring about manners and only responded to hunger.
[Seems like she hasn't eaten for days.]
William's gaze lingered on her for a moment longer.
"The kidnappers most likely took off her ring," William said with certainty, "so she must have been going hungry for days without access to stored supplies."
Only then did he notice the rest of the kidnapped individuals, whose eyes were repeatedly drifting toward the chocolate in the princess's hands.
Their expressions were tense and unmistakably filled with hunger, but they were too afraid to ask William for food.
William exhaled quietly before taking out an entire crate of chocolate from his inventory.
