*werewolves, who ignored Grace, arrive at their destination*
King Lupus: "What have we here?"
Werewolf: "A witch, Your Majesty."
King Lupus: "A witch, eh?" *examines me closely* "Smells like a powerful one. She could be useful for us." *summons his right hand wolf, who leaves and comes back with a box*
*werewolves look excitedly*
One: "But why don't you just bite her?"
King Lupus: "Oh, I will. But not yet." *revives me and opens the box, revealing something that looks like a crown*
Huh? *sit up and notice a werewolf approaching me with a crown*
*in fright* No! Stay away!
*he puts the crown on my head; I sit there like a puppet, eyes vacant*