Patrice bit her lip nervously. “I can do that, Milady.” (Patreon)

“Good girl. Now, they are protected by a spell, so you will allow people to punish them any way they see fit. EXCEPT that there are some liberties that shan’t be taken. Even with lowly excuses for a sorceress like these two. You understand, Patrice, right?”

“Understood Milady.”

“Now, you can walk, ride, or whatever allows you enough control over your wards. They will crawl on their knees as they are now, as befits the dirty animals they are. I doubt that they’ll put up much fight. They lack magic now, and are in quite poor physical condition, as you can see. A buffet to the flank with the flat of your sword will keep them in line. In every town, you announce their freedom, thanks to Marianna le Foy. You will then inform them that these are their conquerors, rendered harmless through my power. Then, send every grateful recruit east to meet my army. Do you understand?”

Patrice merely nodded, but it seemed enough for the sorceress.