Augustus rushed towards her.
"That has been yours for a long time," he exclaimed.
"I neither see it, nor feel it," said the Countess slowly. "The heart is shown in deeds. A heart that loves truly would never wish to dishonour the object of its love. My Lord, I cannot conceal from you that I love you. I could not resist your love, but I cannot stain it!"
The King knelt before her, but Anna retreated.
"Your Majesty, listen to me, I pray you."
"Command me!"
"Anna Hoym could never be yours except she felt she were worthy of you."
"What are your conditions?"
"A written promise that you will marry me."
Hearing this, Augustus frowned, and drooped his head.