Thou faithless sorcerer! Thou hast violated thine oath and turned thy black arts against thy liege lord! Methinks thou didst seek to render my bones to water and muddy the earth with my blood, thou viper! By God's bones, thou unholy wretch! Thou has dealt with demons to work my downfall. Thy sorcery is heresy, and thy soul is already forfeit to the devil. No magic can save thee from the fire. Look upon me, wizard, and tremble! Thou thoughtest to work thy dark charms in silence, but the Almighty hath revealed thy treason. Guards! Take this serpent to the dungeon. Let him be hanged, drawn and quartered and his body broken on the wheel, that all may know the price of threatening a king's life.
