Bretton entered Darius's room with a small banquet of food-laden trollies. He parked them next to the prince's bed, bowed and went back to bed. Darius's belly rumbled! He was SO hungry!

"Your banquet, my prince!" Draxon teased. he lifted the lid of one of the platters to reveal cold cuts and caviar. Darius's belly gurgled alarmingly! The prince spread the caviar onto a slice of ham and rolled it up and stuffed it into his mouth!

"Bleeerrrggghhh!!!"

Darius spat it out!

"It tastes like rotten eggs!"

"Oh it does not! Caviar's always a bit salty. Here, try one of the um..."

Draxon lifted more covers and found some cold pies.

"Here! Try a..." Draxon sliced the pie open and sniffed. "...Steak and Kidney pie!" he said. He offered Darius half of the pie while he ate the other half. Darius chomped into it!

"Gaaaaggghhh! It's revolting! It tastes like vinegar! Draxon you haven't removed the spell at all you idiot!"

"Hey!" Draxon said, "I told you I was sorry alright!"

"Well then take the damn curse off!"

"I DID!"

"YOU DID NOT!"

"I DID!"

"THEN WHY DOES EVERYTHING TASTE LIKE SHIT!?"

Draxon gulped.

"Oooh boy...Don't tell me it didn't work!"

"WHAT!?!?"

"Uuuh...shit! Let me try again!"

Draxon pulled out his wand and waved it around Darius's head.

"Curse of Vileness now begone, let goodness chase it to the far beyond. Restore the curs'd's taste anew so that he might eat like me and you".

Draxon struck Darius smartly on the head with the last wave of his wand!

"Ouch!"

"Sorry...Okay, now try it!"

Darius bit into the pie again. Draxon could tell by his friend's expression that the spell hadn't worked!

"Uh-oh..." Draxon gulped.

"UH-OH??? What do you mean "Uh-Oh"!?"

"I-I-I think the reversal-spell isn't working!"

"WHAT!?"

"Hold on! Wait here!"

Draxon vanished! He returned a minute later with a large, old book. On the cover in gold letters were the words: "Collection of Curses".

He flipped through the pages while Darius read the various curses.

"Addlepated Memory...?"

"It means you get really confused".

"...Boulbus Buttocks?"

"I think YOU already have that one..."

"Oh hah-hah!"

"...Belly Bloater..."

"...and that one..."

"Oh shut up! Just find the curse!"

"I'm TRYING! This stupid book doesn't have an index! It's like three hundred years old!"

"...Crusty Crotch!?..."

"Eeeh...ehehehe...Yeah the less said about that one the better..."

"...Elephant Nose!?"

"...Oh yeah, that one's really popular at parties..."

"...Here we are! F...F-F-F...food...Appetites...enhancers...suppressants...where is it!...Oh yeah!"

Draxon pointed to a spell.

"This is it. The Taste-Altering Spell. Change everything that your victim eats from their regular flavours into vile-tasting alternatives. For counter-spell, check page...okay..."

Darius groaned and waited. And waited. And waited.

"Oh no!"

"NOW what?"

"The page is gone!"

"WHAT!?"

"It says page 325!...There IS no page three-twenty-five! It's missing!"

Darius let out an impressive list of profanities.

"Okay, okay! Hold on!" Draxon said, "Um...uuuh...hmmm..."