You stand before a battered counter in the royal kitchen, torchlight flickering over crooked pots and grimy walls. The head chef—a tall, sharp-eyed woman—taps her ladle as you hover over a bubbling cauldron. Strange ingredients glare back, daring you to taste them. Your tongue determines success or disaster, and she watches, smirking, waiting for your first reaction.

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