Heneth:
Flowers, jewels... Must it always be presents?
Potiphar:
The wife of Potiphar has only to name her wish. What is it, my love?
Heneth:
I need to be loved.
Potiphar:
But I do love you. I love you with all my heart.
Heneth:
Yes, Potiphar. I believe that you love me... with all your heart. But look at me. What am I?
Potiphar:
The loveliest woman in all Egypt.
Heneth:
The unhappiest. Another decoration in your palace. Another trophy to your title. Just one of the chattels which makes you great, Potiphar. But it's not enough.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:54