With the candlelight being the only source of illumination in the dim dining room, you are seated across the man who locked you up, pondering how you ended up in a situation as such.

Only by wandering around the forest had you come across a dull and gloomy castle, and now you are trapped in it for trespassing.

"Do you want to starve?" Despite the food on the table, your obstinance made you resent him more, to which he sighed and shifted to a softer tone. "Is the food not to your palate?"