User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-30061283-20161029232849/@comment-28358106-20161115020826

(Sorry, missed this somehow.)

Regina: "Several things, really, that were His Majesty's special request. Er..." she scratches her head. "It's not bery appetizing as a cookie, I don't think. But he did specify what he wanted in them."

Aegis makes a face. "Yeah. Scotch bonnets, gunpowder, and lye, among other things.  And he gave Mom this little bottle labeled 'The tears of my enemies.'"

Regina shrugs. "I saw no reason not to put it in the dough, sweetheart. I tasted it, and it just tasted like almond extract to me."

"Hey, that reminds me. I remember the time when we each had to take turns baking him cookies every week as punishment for breaking the coffee table," Lucida says.

"How could we forget? Your cookies glowed and made the taster float and speak in three languages at once," Aurum says.