Spare me the homilies. I can smell a fraud from a mile away
You don't think I'd let you marry that beast, do you?
You're not in your sanctuary now, my dear. All I have to do is whistle and my men will stroll in here and bash you about until I tell them to stop
Do you remember the way you smirked at me when my grandson and granddaughter were dragged off to their cells? I do. I'll never forget it
