Upon hearing that, Oedipus knew this would not end well.

"'We can't!'
And though his whole body ached for release, he stopped. She lay trembling before him, her eyes heavy lidded with passion and her lips swollen from his kisses, her bare breasts taut and flushed, and her legs still sprawled wantonly apart. Despite what she said, here was the proof that her body wanted his, that she craved him with the same desperation he felt for her.
Morbleu, he would give ten years of his life to be able to lose himself in her! Unable to keep away, he reached for her again, his Jerusa, his salvation --
Desperately she shook her head, her eyes wild. 'For God's sake, Michel,' she cried, 'do you wish me to become like your mother?'"

The Sparhawk Bride -- Miranda Jarrett