Vig. Ramoor
And Ilon now are crownless. Suli's prince
Must have new governors.
Bion. But Christian ones.
That bars our way.
Vig. The Prophet's cloak fits well
With any fortune.
Bion. Ah....
Vig. We've but to change
The color, not the cut.
Bion. [Listening] He comes!
Vig. We'll speak.
Bion. Not yet, my Vigard. Let this fruiting hope
Swell to a golden fall. Wait with the sun.
No green and forward plucking.
[Re-enter Ardia]
Ard. Hear me, brothers——