Food was not uninteresting to the Dark Lord Alice, but as she grew wealthier and her influence over the Forces grew greater, she found that there (as in many areas) she gained many very skilled henchpersons. In this case, extraordinary chefs who prepared dishes to delight her.
And who ALL believed that she secretly ate babies.
Alice was Alice. She was fully willing to believe one could be smart enough to go through all of chef school both knowing baby-eating is quite uncommon; and there are people who would go to school to get a leftover left of baby.
(We’re sorry. We didn’t invent the World. Well, we didn’t invite THAT’ part of it.)
The Dark Lord also could NOT convince anyone it was a test.
“I DO NOT EAT BABIES” signs were met with helpful notes about how tender flesh goes great on hot must and rye around day three,
“NOT A JOKE. I DO NOT EAT BABIES” led to such a grotesque spectacle that Alice resolved to torture someone with it, if she found anyone worth the effort.
(Alice’s normal torture was simple: she left them in an empty room with nothing to do but give themselves a painful but nonmagical shock by saying a certain word. It turns out that people will shock themselves rather than be bored.)
Which is why everyone believed the Dark Lord ate babies. In a World of magical stimulation and giant swirling forces, nobody wanted to be left out of the excitement.
People will believe almost anything, if they want to.
Alice hired a stern and sentient cat to monitor her kitchen, and whenever someone snuck a little bit of baby into her food, it clawed them so hard that no-one did it ever again.
For the next few days, anyway.
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