Isn't he wonderful? Didn't I say he would come?

[angrily]

You dare escort that... oaf in here and and allow him to climb on the hallow throne?

And why not? He is the wizard.

The wizard, or so he says. Did it not ever occur to you that he might be an impostor in league with the Wicked Witch and sent here to kill us?

Wicked Witch? Don't be ridiculous.

Oh, I'm not the one who is underestimating her cleverness. [pauses] Or maybe it is you that I am underestimating. [Theodora looks at her in surprise] Have you finally joined her side, sister?

I am on no one's side. You know that. I simply want peace, that's all I ever wanted and the wizard can do that. He's a good man.

What do you know about goodness? Deep down you are wicked.

[furiously]

I'M NOT WICKED! [In her rage, she shoots a fireball at a vase and blows it to bits. Theodora recoils at what she's done]

That temper really is wasted on you, isn't it?