[i]”Robena!”[/i] That is the most scandalized, the most impassioned, you have sounded in quite some time. How dare she betray you like this? Blackguard, scoundrel! The only fortune remaining to you is that this wicked horse has blocked the donkey, which means you can push its head aside and snatch up the carrot triumphantly! What a prize!

In response, the horse begins to turn faster, and you shriek and half-collapse on his neck, barely holding the carrot out of reach. Out of a mixture of pique and uncharacteristic vengeance, you throw the carrot, with all your might and valor, at Robena.