- The King: I have given you everything!
- Queen Lila: You have given me nothing but a lifetime of misery!
- The Aristocrat: Does the royal blood flow through your veins? Are you in the direct lineage of rulers? No. Our beloved king has departed, and your title along with it. All I see... is a common widow.
- Queen Lila: As your queen, I'm allowed to behave in any way that I see fit. Or, must I remind you that this widening gait once enveloped and devoured the man that you call your king?
- Queen Lila: Make no mistake. The blood of which my veins carry may be common but the child in my womb is all that remains of your royal blood, and all that remains of your king.
- Queen Lila: *chuckling* Okay... So, then, you'll let townsfolk... be the judge, jury, and executioner of a queen? Let the gossiping of peasants determine a queen's fate?