You know it.

“I’m a king…” Garris lies, still catching his breath. “ a King?” The witch raises an eyebrow and licks her lips. “ yes, I rule over the western kingdom, I was overrun by my uncle and banished, if you would but release me, I’ll overthrow their unjust reign and send you heaps of gold, jewels, whatever you’d like!” The witch walks up to Garris and glares into his eyes “ throw him back into his room,” the temptress orders her house, “ we have royal cock in front of us.” She cackles and returns to her cauldron and continues to throw Garris’s items away, all the while moaning in delight. The house opens up it’s door and throws Garris inside with great force, causing him to break a couple more ribs as he hits the wall.