Hark, thou foul hag and minister of darkness! Thou hast brought thy black maleficium upon this realm and dared to strike at the Lord's anointed bloodline. By the Rood, I command thee--revoke thy damnable hex, or by the troth, thou shalt feel the fire's sting before sun's set! Thou art a wretched knave, and I shall have thee broken, thou witch-fiend! Thou hast refused to unbind what thou hast bound? So be it, thy stubbornness is thy death warrant! No priest shall hear thy confession, and no ground shall hold thy bones! Guard! Seize this hell-born creature ! Let her burn until she is naught but ashes and woe!
