human
Speak, said Hardrada to the warrior.
gpt
What word hast thou for me?
human
It is not mine, he replied.
gpt
O king, Lars, the son of Vebba, will deliver unto thee the greeting from his father.
human
Let it be brief, said the king.
gpt
Time passeth.
human
O Harold the King, spoke Lars, freely and boldly,
gpt
It is well, said Hardrada.
human
I know the value of thy father. Who is the youth with thee? O priest, hold thou thy peace!
gpt
That will I not, responded Father Brian, sturdily.
human
I have first this word for thee that came by sea. Haste, thou and thine, or William the Norman will reach England before thee. This do I speak for thy good, if thou art able to take friendly advice, like a man of sense.
gpt
Thou art late with thy warning, grimly responded the king.
human
Well did I know that matter, already. Nevertheless, I will freely hear it from thee. Thou hast spoken loyally. And now I would know concerning the youth that is with the son of Vebba.