Agree but only if she allows to cure your soldiers

“Fine, I will kneel in front of you,” you agree reluctantly, “but first you will allow my healers to cure my soldiers.”

“You are not in the position to negotiate, noble worm,” Keylara replies angry and pink sparks dance around her hand, “you will show everyone my superiority above you. Or I **** you to do so.”

“Why so angry?” Zarraz asks, “he is a leader. It is honorable that he cares for his warriors. You took his people hostage to **** him to acknowledge your superiority. And that's what he agreed to. Or did I understood something wrong?”

“Well if you say it that way ...” Keylara mumbles thoughtfully, “fine. You can heal this looser. And you, noble, will keep your end of the deal.”

The healer and nurses immediately start to put bandages and medicine on the injures soldiers. You better follow the orders and get to your knees. You know all townspeople watch you, when you put your head on the cold stone in front of {witch name}.

“I acknowledge you, Keylara the dark, as the new ruler of the valley of the six storms,” you say bitter, “I will serve you, mistress, and your alleys as long as you keep my people safe.”

“I expect a little more for my generosity,” the witch says strict and places her feet in front of you, “I am sure you would love to give my beautiful feet a kiss.”

You look at Keylara for a moment then you lower your head again and place a gentle kiss on the feet of the witch.

“Yes,” Keylara says satisfied and licks her lips, “I love me feet kissed by obedient noble scum. You will make a great ****. And now for your present.”

The witch lifts your chin gently and shows you a black leather collar with a few green glowing runes on it. You decide to better not fight against her now. There is no chance you or the townspeople would survive. Keylara places the collar around your neck and locks it behind you. It is a little tight but not that uncomfortable. But you wonder what the runes mean. Well you are going to find out right now.