As you stood there in the Barn, just outside the Stall you were trapped in, and took a deep Breath of the Barn's foul Air,
the first thing that came to your mind, was to return to the Palace.
You wanted revenge, but you didn't want it to be any less than what you had to go through.
The best way to get that kind of revenge, was to be in a Position of Power.
You decided on your course of action.
You would return to the Palace, reclaim your Throne from anyone who may have occupied it and punish the Farmers.
The Spell that would transport you to your Bedchamber was done in Seconds, transporting you from your former Prison,
to a large, lavish Bedroom, filled with an enormous Bed,
a gold framed Mirror and many other unnecessarily expensive Pieces of Furniture.
You put on a simple Dress and walked to your Throne Room, to see who had occupied it in your Weeks of absence, only to discover,
that few People seemed to have even noticed your disappearance.
In Fact, the ones who knew of your absence seemed almost wholy unphased by your shameful appearance.
You heard a few mutters between them, saying things like 'What strange Preferences' and 'I could never indulge myself like that'.
It didn't take you long to realize what had happened.
The Farmers spread what had happened, sold magical Recordings of your appearance to Nobles and made everyone believe,
that you willingly went to their Farm, had them do all those things to you and that you enjoyed every Second of it.
You felt an incredible amount of Rage and Shame well up inside you.
Every muffled Word comming from the People you passed by, made your Sentence for the Farmers that much harsher.
You even thought about simply punishing everyone who knew about what happened, burrying the Events in the process.
Those were the thoughts you had when entering the Throne Room, striding towards it, before sitting down.
Sitting on the Throne, finally made you feel like you had regained Controll.
You considered you next steps and quickly decided on a Plan.