Damon was overjoyed at living a life of luxury. Eric, for one, couldn’t be happier either. Indeed, he had been on the lookout for a young man just like Damon. Just like himself, in fact, for Damon was not only handsome, he shared also the exact same past-times as Eric. They abhorred books and any intellectual activities and preferred sports and ant physical activities. They loved horse-riding, sword-fight and all other feats like swimming, racing and wrestling. Damon and Eric were tough and full of talent in these domains and both loved it, competing with each other in good sport and spirit of competition.
The other thing both revelled in was partying. Definitely. They partied all night and ate and drank and had sex, all plentifully so. Damon loved fine wine, and the more the better. He had a passion for it and Eric's parties became thanks to Damon's ideas and input famous across all the neighbouring kingdoms. All youngsters wanted to go there and live the amazing experiences themselves. The festivities were always grand and great and living up to the guests' wildest expectations. Eric's parents were dead so no one could argue about their hobbies. Heck, he could even marry Damon and no one would protest!
Alas for the two joyous lovers, these parties involved abusing poor people, young women and other vulnerable people and the two princes loved humiliating the less privileged than themselves, which meant close to everybody. But what they did not realize was that one of the last maidens they had treated very poorly had a grandmother whom happened to be a witch. Outraged and rightly so, she decided to turn the two entitled princes into a form worthy to punish them. Her determination in this would know no bounds.