"Do you remember when we last met? Remember how you promised to make things so rough for my subjects that they

"Do you remember when we last met? Remember how you promised to make things so rough for my subjects that they would remember me as a benefactor? You shouldn't have said this, for the one great law of this world is the law of poetic irony! Now their benefactor has returned, and your subjects curse you. The toady fairy serves me again. Your governor is my foot-rest. And you... Now you are going to die – and they'll only recall your name when they're talking about me!"