[He looks at her, shining and beautiful and still very much a girl. Not a child, but a girl, ready to be wedded and bedded. All she has ever wanted to be was his equal-- thus, her desire to be a legitimate heir-- something he knows more now than then. He waves her closer, expecting his suggestion to be followed like an order.]

I am not a man to be tempted with your safety. Clearly this is something you still must learn.

[He looks to the treeline. They're alone, for now.]

Take off that awful dress, and you shall have what you deserve.