This is it. The High Prince thought. One more dinner and I get my party. The Dragon King had said he had to finish every meal this week in order to get his birthday party. The Queen of Night had prepared an easy meal the night before knowing that spaghetti had been considered an ok meal in his eyes. He had finished that one with very little problems. Everyone, including the Dragon King, had praised him on finishing the meal in record time. Tonight, the Queen had said would be a very different meal and hoped it would be easy so that all her hard work for his party would not be in vain. The Queen of Night had prepared nearly the entire meal while he was away for his schooling and said that it would only take a matter of minutes to finish when the Dragon King returned from his official duties. The meal had no smell that he could discern, which bothered him. It didn't look like much either since he only saw a bowl and four pieces of bread on a tray. The Queen was nervous, but she k...