"I'll change that." I said, and quicky slid off of the gold pile, and walked out of the gate, heading towards the dragon equivalent of a kitchen.
I came back not too much later, Levitating a platter that was large enough to hold more than even most dragons could eat in a sitting normally. I had it loaded with a few strange foods, mostly meats of indifinable origin, though i knew all the creatures from my world that I had in my cold room by name, species, and alchemical properties. Along with the meat, there wasa large ammount of brightly colored herbs, providing what meat alone couldn't, as well as a highly ornate ivory trough, filled with milk.
To celebrate the special occasion, I had added a slight ammount of dragonsbane leaves to the meat, and ground it into the milk, not enough to notie, but enough to make it smell and taste irrisistable.
OOC: Yes, dragons drink milk in most of my books, and also, the dragonsbane my character is using was native to his world, it isn't poisonous, but literally irrisitable to dragons. The reason it got it's name was that it was used to bring dragons out of their holds when people wanted to get rid of one that was too close to humans.