the flying monkeys tied you (Princess of the North Glinda), roughly brought you to the Jester’s castle, and one of them held your wand, dropped it and was caught by the Jester, who was already approaching you with a smile

Glinda, Glinda, Glinda, isn't it wonderful that the rulers of this country met face to face... he leaned down until your nose and his were almost touching ...and nose to nose...