Flo. Did your majesty call?
Cyp. Go instantly—(nay,
Do not look sad or pale, neither dispute with me
Nor with thy thoughts; but as thou lov'st thy life,
Effect my will)—call all my guard.
Ascend the queen's privy-chamber, and in my name
Arrest her and Prince Philocles of treason.
Make no delay, but in thy diligence
Show how thou dost respect me. Arrested once,
Convey them unto straitest prison: away. [Exit Florio.
For you, my lord, go instantly prepare,
And summon all the princes of our land
Unto an instant parliament, where we
Will have them both condemn'd immediately,
Without their answers, plaints, or piteousness.
Since women's tears do blunt revenge's sword.
I will not see, nor hear them speak one word.
[Exeunt Cyprus and Epire.
Enter Florio, and a guard aloft, to the Queen and Philocles.
Flo. Madam and Prince Philocles, in the king's name I arrest you both of high treason.
Phil. He lies that saith I ever knew the word.
Queen. I pray thee, do not affright me, gentle lord,
Thy words do carry death even in their sound.
Flo. Madam, I am most sorry 'tis my fortune,
But what I do is by the king's commission.
Queen. Whence is that warrant grounded, or what's our treason?