But he only caught me by the arm and shoulder, and flung me off with such strength that I reeled and staggered for a dozen yards before I finally fell headlong with my face in the dust.
Then he turned on his heel and walked on slowly.
It was no light thing, after that, to pick myself up and, spitting the dust from my mouth, go after him.

But I did.

He never turned as I came up behind, or heeded me till I stood before him and said: "Sir Ludar, I smote you just now for speaking ill of my Queen.

A man who is disloyal to her is no friend of mine; therefore farewell." He glanced me over, and his face had lost all its anger.
"She is no Queen of mine," said he.

"I was born her enemy.