human
He does not love me, Maria, she said, between her sobs, in broken words.
gpt
My lord the King does not love me. To thee, O sister, he has given his heart, and he will die without thee. I am but a child, Maria, and have no beauty or talent to charm him; but thy loveliness and accomplishments fit thee to become his Queen. Oh, do not hesitate, darling sister; consent to be mine in reality, and we shall be joined in his love till we die. Maria! she cried, looking up through her tears, and brushing them away,
human
It cannot be, it cannot be, my darling! said Maria, very sadly, and kissing the gentle, patient face upturned to her.
gpt
I am vowed to God's service; I repeated and confirmed those vows at Goa, and I go forth, with my brother, to perform them. A little while and he will forget me, and thou wilt live with thy child to come, happy in his love as thou hast been. Nay, urge me not, she continued, as Taj-ool-Nissa was about to speak again;