If his heart’s set upon it he may die,
But you shall all die with him; beg your lives;
Begin, for you have little time to lose;
Begin it you that are the oldest pupil.
Senias.
[Going up to Seanchan.]
Die, Seanchan, and proclaim the right of the poets.
King.
Silence, you are as crazy as your master.
But that young boy that seems the youngest of you,