Back at the castle, Eris was sitting on her throne. She waved her hand while scowling at a fat, yellow-skinned man, and she said, "Take her far into the forest. Find some secluded glade where she can pick wildflowers." "Yes, Your Majesty." said the fat, yellow-skinned man, glaring at Eris before bowing before her and smiling sarcastically. He is a fat, yellow-skinned man, wearing a white shirt, blue pants, and brown shoes. His name is Homer Simpson, the huntsman. "And there, my faithful huntsman, you will kill her!" Homer gasped in utter horror. "But, Your Majesty, The little princess..."