I don't believe you, because I have watched you a fair bit, and I know you
to be two-faced and deceitful in other matters.
You have no credability with me, nor most of the rest of Olympus I suspect.
The gods will show you no pity, if you somehow survive this event you will
find yourself also labouring under my disfavour for attempting to involve
me in your drama with such a long winded plea.
Written by my hand on the 1st of Springflower, in the year 1164.