The Castle of Otranto

by Horace Walpole

Madam, you were born to be a saint," said Bianca, "and there is no resisting one's vocation: you will end in a convent at last.

whether this is a compliment or roast is up to the reader 100%

Report speaks him dead in captivity. You say, your actions say, he lives-I question it not-I might, Sirs, I might-but I do not.

Bitch tryna save his skin

The Knights gazed on each other, wondering where this would end.

Lmaooo

My only difficulty was to fix on a successor, who would be tender of my people, and to dispose of the Lady Isabella, who is dear to me as my own blood.

Liar