Her lips would bleed when she had evil thoughts.
Hough, hough.
Icelin. Hough, hough.Were you a page, then, when you wedded?
Dansberg.My age?
Icelin. Dansberg.My age?A page.
Dansberg. Icelin. Dansberg.My age?A page.Yes, yes. So I became
Lord of these valleys.
Icelin. Lord of these valleys.Had you been more noble
My blood had been the richer.
Dansberg. My blood had been the richer.Who is richer?