Vera. If he should——
Xim. You take too bad impressions of your son.
Vera. No more, Ximena, for I hear their trumpets
Proclaim their entry; and our own their welcome.
[Trumpets from each side of the Stage.
Enter Alphonso and Garcia, hand in hand. After them, the Prisoner, King Ramirez, alone; then the two Colonels, Sancho and Carlos; after them, other Officers of the Army. Veramond advances to meet them; the Queen and the two Princesses follow him. Alphonso first kneels to his Father and Mother, and immediately runs to salute his Sister Victoria tenderly; then slightly salutes Celidea, and returns to Victoria. In the mean time Veramond embraces Don Garcia, who afterwards kisses the Queen's hand.
Vera. The triumphs of this day, auspicious prince,
Proclaim themselves your gift, to us and Arragon;
From you they are derived; to you return;
For what we are, you make us.