Disappointed in One's Self

Spoons thudded against the plastic bowl as Keagan scraped the sides of her ice cream tub. It was only a pint so she didn't think too much about it. It was just that this was her third one. Gephardt had licked off ice cream from the lid of his fifth tub, while Ouroboros snacked on his eighth pack of wafer cones. Cherie left the dungeon with them and served them food as Gephardt saw fit.

The TV was on a fun action film, but the two vampires were busier with the food. The princess, however, was busy staring into space. Her hands mechanically moved to shove food inside her mouth, which was apparently numb from all the cold and dissociation.

They remained 'watching' the television until Wren came home. They didn't even know what happened to the two prisoners. Not that Gephardt cared; neither did Ouroboros feel Keagan should know.