Eznarza:
I go now back to my people. You will wed the princess from Tharba on the morrow. You have said it. I have said it.
King:
O, that I had not given my word to return.
Eznarza:
A King's word is like a King's crown and a King's sceptre and a King's throne. It is in fact a foolish thing, like a city.
King:
I cannot break my word. But you can be Queen in Thalanna.
Eznarza:
Thalanna will not have a gypsy for a Queen.