But with my consent my daughter shall never wed save in her own degree.

Her heart would break amid the constant wars and scenes of bloodshed which connect themselves with your lot.

If you really love her, and recollect her dread of strife and combat, you would not wish her to be subjected to the train of military horrors in which you, like your father, must needs be inevitably and eternally engaged.

Choose a bride amongst the daughters of the mountain chiefs, my son, or fiery Lowland nobles.

You are fair, young, rich, high born, and powerful, and will not woo in vain.