[ Breakfast comes mostly from their own supplies. They've not had time to poke around the castle yet, much less to hunt and forage. Hard bread with a cup of broth to soften it in. Dried meat, cheese and preserved cabbage and mushrooms.

And a small amount of red liquid, about a thimble's worth, in a bottle wrapped with a cloth soaked in water and frozen. ]

Same to you.

He puts the tray down by the blankets, but doesn't come closer.

I'll be hunting, today. She won't leave the castle. [ That's the plan. One of them is there at all times. ] I'll be back at sunset with dinner.