Grounded

The car they were in...probably for the last several hours finally stopped. The rough hands she started to identify as "her handler" dragged her out and this time actually blindfolded her, while she was still facing the vehicle. Not that she could see much otherwise.

Heavy door banged shut behind her, muting the street noises. Her steps and those of her captors' echoed over stone.

Another door opened and closed and the blindfold fell off, revealing a bona fide palace furnishings in a rather large suite of rooms.

"Welcome, my cherished guest," the Queen Witch's voice said, mock respectfully.