You prepared a lavish banquet on the young prince's first evening, Hershel, in the castle. As the guests gathered in the ornate dining hall, the aroma of mouthwatering delicacies filled the air.

But, to your dismay, Hershel stormed in with a scowl on his face, demanding everything be served with excessive spices and in no particular order.

You tried to reason with the young prince, but he was having none of it. "I want it my way, and my way only!" he roared, pounding his fist on the table.