But I am your brother, for all that, and though I shall not forget that you are King and I am subject, when we are before the world, yet here, we are man and man, you and I, brother and brother, and there is neither King nor prince.

But I shall not hurt you, so you need fear nothing.

I respect the brother far too little for that, and the sovereign too much." There was a bad yellow light in Philip's face, and instead of walking towards Don John and away from him, as he had done hitherto, he began to pace up and down, crossing and recrossing before him, from the foot of the great canopied bed to one of the curtained windows, keeping his eyes upon his brother almost all the time.
"I warned you when I came here that your words should be remembered," he said.

"And your actions shall not be forgotten, either.

There are safe places, even in Madrid, where you can live in the retirement you desire so much, even in total solitude." "If it pleases your Majesty to imprison Don John of Austria, you have the power.