Why do kings fear witches? Starry-eyed maidens once, they learned what a man's power was. They ran to the woods, to the wolves; they taught themselves true power, drawn from deep within the earth's womb. Bent crones now, they watch you. Long after the peasants revolt, the witches will be here, spinning their threads, watching your head roll upon the floor. They will be here when the princess takes your throne. They will teach your daughter, as they learned long ago, forever to be cured of kings.