Well, sir Antracon. She left you like a
rotten ship? Eternity...is a long time to bare guilt.
How did you get in here? This room is mine!
Yours? If you would have defended what is
yours. She would still be with you. Don't you
hate how she made you feel like nothing?
Who are you?
We were discussing you. Why are you taking
the blame for her betrayal?
If anyone. I'm the one who has betrayed.
I've always felt like I'm not enough for her.
Still, I don't believe she did...
Oh yes you do. Yes you do, i can feel it. She
thinks you are too low for such noble family.
Ah, selfpity...doesn't it strangle you sometimes? Such
a waste for a man who's grandeur and power
might rise above all this.
Grandeur? My father was a soldier and my
mother a low breed spaniard. I shouldn't have
been worthy enough to wipe miss Prudence's boots. Let
alone ask of her hand...
Why doubt thyself? You could be strong enough
to lead armies, to rule kingdoms. I could
show you your true worth. I could sooth that pain of
yours.
I want to forget this doubt...this fear. I
never want to feel this pain again.
What...what are you
I am the roar of your pride and self-respect,
telling you. That it's not your fault. Don't
let them mock. You. I can offer you strength that rises
you high above any doubt, agony and
self-pity. I am the strength inside telling you that
those whores out there are better of dead for
making a mockery out of you and your kind. Every damned
one of them. Just let me release what's
inside you...hiding
