You are not its core. My teeth are in the world,
But have not bitten yet.
Dectora. I am a queen,
And ask for satisfaction upon these
Who have slain my husband and laid hands upon me.
Forgael. I’d set my hopes on one that had no shadow,—
Where do you come from? who brought you to this place?
Why do you cast a shadow? Answer me that.
Dectora. Would that the storm that overthrew my ships,
And drowned the treasures of nine conquered nations,