~RAMON~
"Brother, eventually you would have to eat."
I looked up from my plate to Rothrar's concerned gaze across from me. He had gone through half of his meal, with Silvira taking a quarter of hers.
"I am not hungry." I pushed the plate a few inches away.
"Even if you want to lie to all of us and yourself, your dragon disagrees. Eventually, it will rebel because of the hunger."
The growl of my inner beast confirmed his words. As much as I tried to resist the delightful smell of the food, the inner flames within my body were trying to make me do otherwise. This was one of the situations where controlling my dragon was a difficult task. Hunger.
"Brother, you cannot continue to live like this." Rothrar shook his head. "Denying yourself food? You are doing more harm than good. Caliborn
