TOR: Thanks, Sheriff!
SHERIFF: All's right with the world when you two are back together.
SILVER: Where's Kiela?
TOR: Oh, no! She fell! Is still --
SHERIFF: Your sorceress friend? She's alive. The guards took her to the infirmary.
SILVER: We need to see Kiela!
SHERIFF: You may not. You are strictly forbidden to leave the dungeon.
SILVER: What? Why?
TOR: We can walk out on our own...
SHERIFF: I would advise against it.
SHERIFF: You are formally under arrest for:
SHERIFF: Illegally commandeering the city guards, intimidating the public with a dragon, conspiring with a rogue magician, and kidnapping a member of the royal family.
SHERIFF: Should you escape, the death penalty awaits for those who cannot defend themselves in court, be it you *or* your friend.
SHERIFF: By the way, Tor, we recovered the crown and the rabbit. They appear to be in rather poor shape.
SHERIFF: Your trial is set for tomorrow.
SHERIFF: Good night.