I tell you it was honour shamed.

Good God! You thought me just the brazen roue, who seized what came his way, who ate the fruit within his grasp, who lived to deceive for his own selfish joy.
"Did you think that?
Then, if you did, I do not wonder you should be glad to see my son fighting me.

It would seem the horrible revenge Destiny should take." He took a step nearer to her.

His face flamed, his arms stretched out.

"I have held you in these arms.