She had struck a blow that was hard to parry, and she knew it.

Inez stood beside her, silent and breathing hard as she listened.
"You think that I have nothing to say," he began at last, and his tone had changed and was more calm.

"You are right, perhaps.

What should I say to you, since you have lost all sense of shame and all thought of respect or obedience?
Do you expect that I shall argue with you, and try to convince you that I am right, instead of forcing you to respect me and yourself?
Thank Heaven, I have never yet questioned my King's thoughts, nor his motives, nor his supreme right to do whatsoever may be for the honour and glory of Spain.

My life is his, and all I have is his, to do with it all as he pleases, by grace of his divine right.