You looked at the bell thinking of everything you could ask for: gold, sex, clothes, armor, a spearing partner, food... then your stomach starts to growl.
‘Food it is.’ You say aloud ringing the bell.
Immediately two dwarves in armor rush in through the giant door and kneel before you. “What do you need my queen?” They ask in unison.
You are taken aback by this display and momentarily forget why you summoned them. Then your stomach growls again reminding you. ‘Bring me some food.’ You command.
The dwarves nod and rush out the door.
Your left alone in the throne room twiddling your thumbs for around ten seconds when without warning the doors burst open again and four dwarves in armor march in carrying a massive cooked and seasoned bird like creature surrounded by mushrooms you didn’t recognize. You guessed that was there equivalent to lettuce. The thing must have been the size of a car. And they expected you to eat it all. The four dwarves got down on one knee before you using there own bodies as a table for your food without complaint. You reached out and grabbed a drumstick from the bird on a bone that was the size of your arm.
You give a quick sniff before shrugging and taking a bite. The thing was probably the best bird you’ve ever eaten. It was like someone dipped a turkey/ chicken/ cow/ pig hybrid in bbq sauce and then smoked it while adding the perfect amount of spice and flavor. You couldn’t stop you’re self after that first bite. You ate the mysterious bird not caring what it once was, only that it twisted so good and was so filling, you ate and ate until all that was left was the clean white bones you even found the time to eat the equally mysterious mushrooms, then you sat back in your throne and let out a loud belch that shook the throne room freeing dust from high up.
You batted your slightly larger tummy and smiled surprised it all fit. Maybe it was some magic spell, maybe you really were a dwarf after all. But you ate the entire meal all by yourself and felt full.
“Will there be anything else my lady?” Asked one of the dwarves that was your table for however long it took you to finish the meal...