Hang on, stitching together your page...
I’m still reeling, shocked to think of Dilys
jailed, surely wanting to accuse me
(okay, even I would not excuse me)
Also, how could Einion refuse me?
This all makes me furious.
Well, I meant the promise that I made
I’ve been given liberty to roam
but I can’t free Dilys on my own
so I’m rushing, running to my home
where I’ll force my father’s aid.