I have always been happy, until——
[She puts her hand on her heart. Gwymplane winces.]
Ursus [speaking gently]
Let me put my hand across your forehead and smooth you back into dreams as I used to when you were a child. That will be best.
Dea
I wonder, have I not passed what is best. You say that I am on a boat, but it seems to me I am going somewhere by myself, swiftly, eagerly, and that I am carrying my love for Gwymplane like a sheaf of lilies under my arm.
[Gwymplane bends over, whispering her name out of the bursting anguish of his heart.]
Gwymplane, I feel your breath across my cheek. I feel your tears upon my face. Oh, why are you crying?
Gwymplane