At the entrance of the castle, Oliver was stopped by a group of tall sentries with curly, red mustaches who were holding pointed javelins.

"Why are you here?" One of the men inquired in a sassy Scottish accent, flipping his hair.

"I am here to assist the steward with tonight's feast. We're serving Chinese food. It's new to this country, and I'm a part of a vanguard. " He answered. The guard didn't look too convinced, but he agreed to let him enter.

As the young wizard traveled inside the castle, he could hear a bard singing a song that sounded so terrible, that Oliver thought it would create a giant fissure in the floor. He quickly left the room because he didn't want to lose his hearing. Oliver opened a door and came face to face with Princess Avianna. She had an angry countenance, and she released a ferocious tirade.

"What are you doing here?!?" she shouted loudly. Oliver didn't know much about the various positions in the castle, so it took a while for him to think of something.

"Uh, I'm the potato janitor."

"Whatever!" she told him and stormed off. After she had left, Oliver could finally see that the room in front of him was Prince Tabazan's armor room. He walked inside and looked around, amazed at his luck. There in the corner was the prince's golden hairbrush. Fortunately, the brush was plenteous with hairs from Tabazan's head. Now, he had all the ingredients for his potion. It would be the perfect panacea.