Former royal head chef rigel, I have forgiven you for your transgression against the throne because you have provided this bored king with a full week of badly needed amusement. I will never forget the battle of the west wing fought with ladles and meat tenderizers. I do not think badly of you for your pursuit of our cute dragon, if I were in your position I would do as you already have if I believed winning her was within my ability. Our radiant draconic queen has convinced me to send you off with a bag of gold and a plot of land in order to begin a restaurant if the heat of the grill still calls to you. May you ride eternal young chef, we hope to cross paths with you again someday.