You were about to be condemned as a witch, if everything went wrong you would be burned in public. For a few days you were held captive and tortured to admit that you were a witch, even though you weren't.

And then Hal, or King Henry V, decided to put an end to this story. He was supposed to have the final say in deciding whether or not you were guilty of witchcraft.

“Tell me young lady.” the king began as he looked at you, seeing how broken you looked. “What is your name?” he said simply.