But I gave thee the best of the sons of earth to be thy husband, that thou mightest find a marriage dear to thy heart and bear children; and I summoned to the feast the gods, one and all.

And with my own hand I raised the bridal torch, in return for the kindly honour thou didst pay me.

But come, let me tell a tale that erreth not.

When thy son shall come to the Elysian plain, he whom now in the home of Cheiron the Centaur water-nymphs are tending, though he still craves thy mother milk, it is fated that he be the husband of Medea, Aeetes' daughter; do thou aid thy daughter-in-law as a mother-in-law should, and aid Peleus himself.

Why is thy wrath so steadfast?
He was blinded by folly.