(She is-)
???: "No matter. Tomorrow we go to the oracle and ask her to predict who your husband might be. I'm sure you will behave...?"
"...yes father."
???: "Good."
"But-"
???: "I will take my leave. And you should go to the temple to pray-you have an exciting day ahead of you-"
"B-but I-"
???: "Goodbye daughter..."
He strolls out of the courtyard and Psyche deflates a little, sighing
"quietly I do not want this..."