Remember, if you will, that when you are in battle for Spain, your sword is drawn for Spain's honour, and for the honour of every Christian Spanish woman that lives--and for mine, too!" The words pleased him, and his free hand was suddenly clenched.
"You would make cowards fight like wolves, if you could speak to them like that!" he said.
"I am not speaking to cowards," she answered, with a loving smile.

"I am speaking to the man I love, to the best and bravest and truest man that breathes--and not to Don John of Austria, the victorious leader, but to you, my heart's love, my life, my all, to you who are good and brave and true to me, as no man ever was to any woman.

No--" she laughed happily, and there were tears in her eyes--"no, there are no words for such love as ours." "May I be all you would have me, and much more," he said fervently, and his voice shook in the short speech.
"I am giving you all I have, because it is not belief, it is certainty.
I know you are all that I say you are, and more too.

And I trust you, as you mean it, and as you need my trust to save me.

Take me where you will.