Sarah got him to agree on eating a bowl of chicken noodle soup. Than another one. The smell of food had woken up his hunger. Stomach full, Sarah has another glaring match with him to take another pill to help him sleep. Over the next few days, she finds things to read to him, both with books she has and stuff on the web. She had looked over a couple times to see that her voice had lulled him into a semi restful sleep. He still puts a up fight about taking the pain medication.<br/><br/>Little did she know a few days later he hadn't taken the medication as ordered. She's making breakfast for them, scrambled eggs, bacon and toast when her well trained ears pick up sounds of pain. She quickly dashes to the bedroom after turning off the burner under the food. "Nayo, are you alright?", she calls as she opens the door. The prince is standing, but rather shaky, his face white with pain.