Make their dreams come true

You grab the yoke again and speed back to the pit. You fill the bucket on each end with muck and rush back to the stocks, careful to keep them each at least half full.

Time returns to normal and you decide to make a speech to the crowd gathered around Merry.

"This woman," you say angrily, gesturing to the milkmaid who is glaring at you in turn, "viciously attacked the noble Knight Evellyn."

The crowd boos her. Someone throws an overripe tomato and it hits her squarely in the face. She shrieks again.

"She deserves more than just the typical punishment. And, as a milkmaid, is there anything more fitting for this dirty naked harlot than to be covered with cow manure?"

The crowd roars their approval. They don't call you a crowdpleaser for nothing.