If you were not my father, I might say you were not thinking straight.
Youll regret parading me like this-you-a person with an empty brain!
No. Dont ever hope for that, She'll not die with me just standing there. And as for you-your eyes will never see my face again. So let your rage charge among your friends who want to stand by you in this.
Go bring her out- that hateful creature, so she can die right here, with him present, before her bridegrooms eyes.