[Sitting directly in between Hector and the castle is probably the only way to really guarantee catching Hector's attention. He stops, out of breath, and stares down the wolf.]

Is he here? I will hunt him down and have my revenge of him.

[He's shaking with anger, amplified by the fatigue of traveling with barely a thought of rest.]

He has to be here. There's nowhere else he'd choose, that over-dramatic bastard. Move aside!