His parents died of illness, brothers and sisters died of starvation. For Reed, a poor commoner, there's no point in living now. No, there isn't. Surviving would be a more appropriate word.

"Oh, gods! I'm going to die of starvation now..."

The boy sighed heavily and made a decision. There was no point in living like a stray dog, better to just die. Clenching his fists tightly, he threw himself under the wheels of the first oncoming carriage, hoping to end his life. Reid didn't know yet that it was the carriage of someone important, your carriage...