Amanda crawled across the floor towards the feast. You didn't have to ask her twice!

As she reached out to grab a freshly baked scone, topped high with raspberry jam and whipped cream, Amanda thought fleetingly about the dangers of eating this food. It could be magicked. Eating it could, like Persephone's pomegranate and the food of other faerie realms, trap her in this world forever. Well, that was just a risk which she was going to have to take.

Amanda bit into the scone. It was delicious. She reached out for another. And another. She ate bowls upon bowls of the aromatic soup, whole loaves of four different kinds of bread, a huge plate full of a wonderfully spiced mixture of rice and lentils and another plate full of exotic fresh fruits. Then she moved onto the sweets.