For the last time, think ere the curse of your God and your people falls upon you, and after it, death.

For fall I say it shall, I, who, as Pharaoh knows to-day, am no false prophet, and as that Prince knows also." "I do not think that my God, who sees the hearts of those that he has made, will avenge himself upon a woman because she refuses to be wedded to a murderer whom of her own will she never chose, which, Priest, is the fate you offer me.

Therefore I am content to leave judgment in the hands of the great Judge of all.

For the rest I defy you and your commands.

If I must be slaughtered, let me die, but at least let me die mistress of myself and free, who am no man's love, or wife, or slave." "Well spoken!" whispered Seti to me.
Then this priest became terrible.