| (1, 0) 121 | My Lady … |
| (1, 0) 123 | Siwan – I've been waiting, outside the keep. |
| (1, 0) 124 | What made you detain her such a time? |
| (1, 0) 127 | Yes? What of it? |
| (1, 0) 129 | Twenty five, and a father to four daughters. |
| (1, 0) 133 | Why tell me about your brother? |
| (1, 0) 134 | What if he is travelling to France? |
| (1, 0) 136 | To keep me away? |
| (1, 0) 148 | No one saw me. Don't worry. And your guards |
| (1, 0) 149 | Were sleeping. Did you drug their wine? |
| (1, 0) 151 | Don't forget – I'm almost one of the family here. |
| (1, 0) 152 | Your daughter's my step-mother |
| (1, 0) 153 | And my daughter will soon marry your Dafydd. |
| (1, 0) 154 | That gives me some right to come and go … |
| (1, 0) 157 | You want this marriage – your Dafydd |
| (1, 0) 158 | To my daughter – more than anything. I know. |
| (1, 0) 170 | And what lessons have you taught him? |
| (1, 0) 174 | I do know you say that mockingly. |
| (1, 0) 175 | I'll show you one wife - a Prince's wife |
| (1, 0) 176 | Who's consulted as a prime minister, |
| (1, 0) 177 | Who's the court's chief ambassador |
| (1, 0) 178 | And who walks the halls and makes heads turn |
| (1, 0) 179 | As if she were Helen of Troy … My lady? |
| (1, 0) 185 | Do you know what they say about you |
| (1, 0) 186 | Down in South Wales? |
| (1, 0) 187 | That Gwynedd, thanks to your influence, |
| (1, 0) 188 | Has become a French princedom. |
| (1, 0) 189 | All your children have been given away |
| (1, 0) 190 | To a French nobleman in marriage. |
| (1, 0) 191 | You've almost changed your Welsh Prince |
| (1, 0) 192 | Into an adopted Frenchman. |
| (1, 0) 196 | You're the first successful politician |
| (1, 0) 197 | That I've found to be intelligent and intuitive |
| (1, 0) 198 | Siwan. |
| (1, 0) 202 | And when was that, my lady? |
| (1, 0) 207 | An inspired suggestion. |
| (1, 0) 210 | You astonish me Siwan. |
| (1, 0) 212 | You know why I came here to your court. |
| (1, 0) 214 | And why do I want to see that wedding happen |
| (1, 0) 215 | As much as – if not more than – you do? |
| (1, 0) 225 | O, Siwan – I didn't come here to talk politics. |
| (1, 0) 228 | How is that? |
| (1, 0) 230 | Are you frightened of some other truths? |
| (1, 0) 233 | Do I frighten you Siwan? Is that it? |
| (1, 0) 236 | They're the very things |
| (1, 0) 237 | That make life so sweet. |
| (1, 0) 247 | You've guessed then why I came here |
| (1, 0) 248 | To arrange the wedding. |
| (1, 0) 251 | I wouldn't call my longing for you a pleasure. |
| (1, 0) 255 | One thing I didn't come here to do |
| (1, 0) 256 | Was to exchange jibes. |
| (1, 0) 261 | I was only ten years old, |
| (1, 0) 262 | At my father's wedding in Hereford |
| (1, 0) 263 | When I first set eyes on you, Princess, |
| (1, 0) 264 | As you led your first daughter, a child bride, |
| (1, 0) 265 | To be my father's second wife, |
| (1, 0) 266 | And the crowd in the church garlanding |
| (1, 0) 267 | Your path with rose petals. |
| (1, 0) 268 | I didn't speak to you then – I couldn't. |
| (1, 0) 269 | My heart was in my throat. |
| (1, 0) 270 | I gathered up a handful |
| (1, 0) 271 | Of scented rose petals, |
| (1, 0) 272 | And they were my pillow that night. |
| (1, 0) 273 | Not that I slept. |
| (1, 0) 274 | My mind was restive, hungry … |
| (1, 0) 275 | I didn't see you then until I was brought here |
| (1, 0) 276 | In manacles. My wounds were light – |
| (1, 0) 277 | But I became feverish. |
| (1, 0) 278 | You came to my bed, surrounded by your maids. |
| (1, 0) 279 | Walking towards me as I'd seen you in Hereford. |
| (1, 0) 280 | Was it the fever? |
| (1, 0) 281 | Or was it my breathless excitement |
| (1, 0) 282 | That made me sweat and lie atremble |
| (1, 0) 283 | As you knelt over me, placing your lips on my mouth? |
| (1, 0) 285 | But you knew that my wounds weren't serious. |
| (1, 0) 286 | It was that kiss. It was fated, |
| (1, 0) 287 | Like Isault's kiss … |
| (1, 0) 290 | I'll talk of happier things. |
| (1, 0) 291 | When I'd recovered, I stayed awhile. |
| (1, 0) 292 | We'd go riding along the mountain passes |
| (1, 0) 293 | Stopping on some sunlit verge to drink wine. |
| (1, 0) 294 | And there was singing and dancing in this fortress … |
| (1, 0) 295 | The halls of Gwynedd's court were |
| (1, 0) 296 | As bright as any in Aquitaine. |
| (1, 0) 297 | Then your kisses turned from courtly greetings |
| (1, 0) 298 | To a hotter, sweeter foretaste |
| (1, 0) 299 | Of this tryst tonight. |
| (1, 0) 300 | Do you remember when you first kissed me |
| (1, 0) 301 | With your mouth on fire, greedy … |
| (1, 0) 304 | He's got a knack of returning |
| (1, 0) 305 | At the wrong time. |
| (1, 0) 309 | You see. And that's why I've returned. |
| (1, 0) 310 | My daughter's marriage to your Dafydd |
| (1, 0) 311 | Was agreed by me, so that I could be here now, |
| (1, 0) 312 | To claim you, make love to you Siwan. |
| (1, 0) 313 | Of course, you knew that. |
| (1, 0) 318 | I'd give my whole kingdom |
| (1, 0) 319 | For this night in your bed Siwan. |
| (1, 0) 325 | I heard that Francis as a young man |
| (1, 0) 326 | Was a gambler and a squanderer. |
| (1, 0) 327 | I like men who gamble, with money and with fate |
| (1, 0) 328 | Who can lose and still cock a snook |
| (1, 0) 329 | At life and luck. |
| (1, 0) 330 | If Francis was ever such a lad |
| (1, 0) 331 | He's the Saint for me. |
| (1, 0) 334 | But not tonight. Fortune's with me tonight. |
| (1, 0) 335 | If I lose my luck and lose your love |
| (1, 0) 336 | Then I'll plead with Saint Francis. |
| (1, 0) 340 | You have to take me as I am Siwan. |
| (1, 0) 341 | Since I was a child |
| (1, 0) 342 | I've been in my element hunting, fighting |
| (1, 0) 343 | Accepting dares. That's how you squeeze |
| (1, 0) 344 | The grapes of experience till your mouth |
| (1, 0) 345 | Runs with the tang of their juices. |
| (1, 0) 348 | Your taste will be sweeter Siwan. |
| (1, 0) 349 | More exquisite, even more heady. |
| (1, 0) 352 | Who would I tell? |
| (1, 0) 356 | Perhaps I mentioned that. Perhaps I told |
| (1, 0) 357 | Hubert the Chancellor. Such details |
| (1, 0) 358 | Interest him. Why? |
| (1, 0) 363 | If Llywelyn suspected anything |
| (1, 0) 364 | He's a wily enough statesman |
| (1, 0) 365 | To let me deliver my castle as dowry |
| (1, 0) 366 | Before unleashing any angry accusation. |
| (1, 0) 367 | I know the Prince of Gwynedd. |
| (1, 0) 371 | Why talk of him now? |
| (1, 0) 372 | You promised this night to me. |
| (1, 0) 377 | And your love? |
| (1, 0) 378 | Do you give that too Siwan? |
| (1, 0) 385 | I'll wait. You summoned me tonight |
| (1, 0) 386 | You put the opiates in the guards' possets. |
| (1, 0) 389 | And why Siwan? Why all this for me? |
| (1, 0) 397 | Your bed is beckoning Siwan. |
| (1, 0) 402 | D'you hear those sounds, like horses in the distance? |
| (1, 0) 404 | Those steeds are shod, I tell you. |
| (1, 0) 406 | No. Not now. But my ear |
| (1, 0) 407 | Is attuned to the sound of hooves. |
| (1, 0) 408 | I'm hardly ever mistaken. |
| (1, 0) 410 | That was a dog. Somewhere by the fortress gate. |
| (1, 0) 412 | What? |
| (1, 0) 414 | No. He's taken Gelert with him. |
| (1, 0) 415 | To do some hunting on his journey home. |
| (1, 0) 416 | What a dog! I saw it once |
| (1, 0) 417 | Running down a stag, bounding along the crags, |
| (1, 0) 418 | Defying death, above the abyss … |
| (1, 0) 420 | You heard a dog. But not Llywelyn's hound. |
| (1, 0) 421 | Siwan, my love. The candles' flames are flickering low |
| (1, 0) 422 | And this royal bed begs us to make bold use of it. |
| (1, 0) 423 | Let me take you before the light dies. |
| (1, 0) 425 | I can't hear anything … |
| (1, 0) 428 | It's your imagination. Your pretty ears |
| (1, 0) 429 | Are flattened back like a frightened cat's. |
| (1, 0) 430 | Why are you suddenly so nervous? |
| (1, 0) 432 | The fortress gates, yes, opened and closed. |
| (1, 0) 433 | The sentries are probably changing shift. |
| (1, 0) 439 | What's happening? |
| (1, 0) 441 | Soldiers are surrounding this tower. |
| (1, 0) 442 | You're right. Something's going on … |
| (1, 0) 444 | Not with me. Not even a dagger. Nothing. |
| (1, 0) 445 | I'm going to see if the stairway's clear. |
| (1, 0) 447 | And tens of armed soldiers around this keep's entrance. |
| (1, 0) 448 | We've been betrayed Siwan. We're trapped. |
| (1, 0) 450 | The space is too narrow. |
| (1, 0) 451 | Where are the maids' chambers? |
| (1, 0) 453 | And what's above us? |
| (1, 0) 455 | There's nowhere to escape. |
| (1, 0) 456 | No move I can make. |
| (1, 0) 457 | The Prince must be welcomed to his royal chamber. |
| (1, 0) 458 | It sounds as if he's on his way. |
| (1, 0) 459 | How shall his welcome be? |
| (1, 0) 460 | Simple and sans ceremony? |
| (1, 0) 465 | You won't need to do that. |
| (1, 0) 466 | I've no dagger or sword. |
| (1, 0) 476 | Now there spits the rhetoric of wounded pride. |
| (1, 0) 477 | I've loved a Princess, who's a married woman, |
| (1, 0) 478 | But so do hundreds of noblemen. |
| (1, 0) 479 | Such things are as much part of our lives |
| (1, 0) 480 | As jousts and tournaments. |
| (1, 0) 481 | You caught me in your bed. Very well – |
| (1, 0) 482 | Exact your penalty, |
| (1, 0) 483 | Make me pay for this indiscretion. |
| (1, 0) 484 | You're already promised my castle in Builth as dowry |
| (1, 0) 485 | And your son is to take my daughter. |
| (1, 0) 486 | Now for this – take more of my lands, |
| (1, 0) 487 | Of my wealth – take anything you want. |
| (1, 0) 496 | That's more than you would dare. |
| (1, 0) 497 | Your anger, my Lord, is clouding your common sense. |
| (1, 0) 498 | Every lord in France, in England and the Marches |
| (1, 0) 499 | Would turn against you, and take up arms to challenge you |
| (1, 0) 500 | If you dared kill me. That action |
| (1, 0) 501 | Could ruin Gwynedd. |
| (1, 0) 505 | Oh! This isn't righteous anger |
| (1, 0) 506 | Or wounded dignity. This is jealousy! |
| (1, 0) 507 | Siwan, my lady, what other Princess |
| (1, 0) 508 | In the whole of Europe has a husband who … |
| (2, 0) 894 | Siwan! |