"So nice of you to offer my little wererat." Queen Beth says condescendingly to Galla. "But since this is supposed to be your punishment I'm afraid I can't let you experience any of the pleasures involved in turning someone else into a wererat. Besides, your hideous and I can't stand the thought of other people being as ugly as you."
Galla's rat whiskers drooped in disappointment.
"But don't worry, I have a nice, dark, damp, and moldy dungeon that you can live in the rest of your life." Queen Beth says cheerfully.
Surprisingly Galla seemed to be overjoyed at the prospect of living in a dungeon. But then again, all rats seem to like dark, damp, and moldy places. "Oh thank you my Queen!" Galla said in sincere appreciation as the guards took her away to her new life as a dungeon rat.
When they were gone Queen Beth burst out laughing.
"You evil witch!" Prince Palador yelled from the examination table he was strapped down on.