"Well, here's the good news: if you behave and act like a good little witch, I won't need to touch you at all. Otherwise, the palm of my hand will be 'touching' your bottom at a rather high velocity."
When he heard her threat, he seemed to ignore it and answered her question. "We're coming up on an inn; we'll rent a room there and continue our travels in the morning. Witchhaven isn't too far away from here."
Then, suddenly, he pulled her firmly against him; a gauntleted hand covering her mouth. He spoke sternly into her ear.
"I cannot abide threats like that. If you attempt to use your magic against me, I'll put you across this saddle and spank you right here and now. Is that clear? Nod if you understand."
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