"No; I should be careful of knife-thrusts if I were you."
"Your Sacred Majesty does not care for the Prince? Well, I don't blame you, I don't think much of him myself."
"Then why work for him?"
"Who would you have me work for?"
"For me."
"No, thanks, my friend, you have had your pickings for eighteen months or more; now it is our turn."
"You have tied me up rather too tightly for comfort; if you would loosen the ropes a bit I should be obliged."
"Could I lay hands on your Majesty? Oh no!"
"Then go to the devil!" I said.
"After your Majesty."