[He frowns, less the exaggerated gesture that it usually is, more a genuine sad twist of the mouth, then he fights it back and tries desperately to fight back the current of emotion and sentiment and oh, but he wants him.]

I was born to rule, Doctor. I looked into the schism and I saw the truth. It was all there, for me.

[His hand tightens gently enough on the Doctor's. It's nearly a pleading gesture. Listen to me.]

If you would let me, I could give you everything you've ever dreamed of.