(..) - He's blessing her. - What are you talking about? You have eyes Huntsman, but you do not see. You have been with her the longest. She is life itself. She will heal the land. She is the one. Can't you feel it? Are your illness not gone? Gold or no gold, where she leads, I follow. (..)

(..) as much for her defiant spirit as for her beauty. We found it in the woods, it's injured mother. It must have broken it's wing. - Don't worry, it will heal in time. - I'll look after it. You posses a rare beauty my love. In here, never loose it. It will serve you well when you become queen. (..)