"Get in." She points to an empty room with her free hand,
then grabs you by your collar and half-throws you into the room.
"Goodbye, Queen," she hisses, and with that she locks the
door and leaves you alone and confused.
"Y-y-yes," you stutter. "I saw it - it was
wonderful..." Your voice trails off as you see the lady's eyes
blaze angrily. She pulls out the sword and positions it under your
throat. The cold metal cuts into your skin.