Merlin.
I shall not smile, for the sight is a sad one and I do not like to see a noble and beautiful love, a love that believes itself predestined and unparalleled, thus reduced to nothing, at the first proof, in the arms of a phantom....
Arielle.
Lancéor is not free, for he is no longer himself and I have abandoned him to his instinct during the past hour....
Merlin.
He ought to have conquered it....
Arielle.
You speak like that because I am submissive: but remember the time when I was less docile.
Merlin.