human
O king, said Crafticus,
gpt
You may, but make haste, for my uncle's face is getting dark and cloudy.
human
You gave me my choice of a slayer, O king?
gpt
I did, but of one as cruel as yourself.
human
You placed me in their mercy, O king?
gpt
I did, and I am very sorry for you, but the law must take its course.
human
Then, O king Muffler, I choose my wife.