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
Obara. You look like an angry little boy. Don't presume to tell me what I need
I can't remember a queen who was better loved than my granddaughter. The common people loved her. The nobles loved her.
You murder your own prince, but you expect me to trust you?