Therefore content yourself; I will be safe,
Nor shall the prisoner die a speedier death,
Than what my doom decreed; unless the king
Reverse his orders, by my messenger.
Sosib. May I presume to ask you, whom you sent?
Cas. Thy son, unknown to thee; for so I charged him;
And this the promised hour of his return.—Nay, wonder not;
I chose him with design, that, whatsoe'er
The king ordains, you both should share the event,
And stand or fall with me. Ponder on that, and leave me!