Phil. This—and cut his Wind-pipe too.
[Offers to draw.
To spoil his whisp’ring.
[Abd. offers to draw, his Attendants do the same.
King. What means this Violence? Forbear to draw your Swords—’tis we command.
Abd. Sir, do me Justice, I demand no more. [Kneels, and offers his Sword. And at your Feet we lay our Weapons down.
Men. Sir, Abdelazer has had Justice done, And stands by me banish’d the Court of Spain.
King. How, Prince Cardinal! From whence do you derive Authority To banish him the Court without our leave?
Men. Sir, from my Care unto your royal Person, As I’m your Governor—then for the Kingdom’s Safety.
King. Because I was a Boy, must I be still so?
Time, Sir, has given me in that formal Ceremony,
And I am of an age to rule alone;
And from henceforth discharge you of your Care.
We know your near relation to this Crown,
And wanting Heirs, that you must fill the Throne;
Till when, Sir, I am absolute Monarch here,
And you must learn Obedience.
Men. Pardon my zealous Duty, which I hope You will approve, and not recal his Banishment.
King. Sir, but I will; and who dares contradict It, is a Traitor.
Phil. I dare the first, yet do defy the last.