Maid whipped in the dungeon

Now you shall see how much of a pinch penny old Capulet really is.

Weeper! Weeper! Weeper! Weeper!

Well said, dear Derek. Well said.

Weeper! Weeper!

And now, you kitchen scum,

perhaps you'll tell us what you did with Lady Capulet's two silken scarves.

Of kind, sir, please.

I have done nothing. I never saw them.

Upon my virginity I speak the truth.

If you don't confess,

your virginity will end up with old Derek here.

Merciful heavens, will not the gods save me from such a fate?

Confess, I say.

But I am innocent.

Strike again, Gregory.

Keep it up until she pleads.

Very well, my lord.

All right, witch.

What have you done with my lady's scarves?

I say confess.

You gotta confess.

Confess.

Confess.

Confess.

Confess.

Confess, I say.

Gregory. Gregory.

Greetings, friend Balthazar.

A fine bit of fakery was our fight this afternoon.

Aye. I'm sure we'll reap battle bonuses from our foolish masters.

Ah, speaking of bonuses,

what hunk of delicious meat do we have hanging from these rafters?

This is Candice.

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