[She strokes his head with one long, iron fingernail.]

It's adorable that you think any amount of wealth is worth more to me than a talking frog, little one.

...but perhaps I may let you win your freedom. Up in the gardens, there's a well. It's deeper than an ocean, colder than an airless moon - and at the bottom of the well, there's a box.

Bring me that box, and I shall free you.