God Save the King (2018): Season 1, Episode 15 - Episode #1.15 - full transcript
What happened?
Where is the Prince?
- It's best if you see with your own eyes.
- The ceremony should've already started.
We don't know what else to do.
- I fear the ceremony will have to be postponed.
- That makes no sense!
Some of the guests
came from very far.
I don't want to!
I can't!
I don't want to. I can't.
I can't. I don't want to.
Apparently His Highness is having
a nervous breakdown.
He refuses to be crowned.
GO AWAY FROM HERE!
GET OUT! GET OUT!
LEAVE ME ALONE!
GET OUT!
He refuses to get dressed
and leave the room.
- I never saw anything like this.
- He needs to put himself together.
- The ceremony can't be cancelled.
- We are trying to convince him, but...
- He seems out of control.
- Do something. Give him some medicine...
- Yes, I already asked for...
- GET OUT!
Get out!
Leave me alone!
But it doesn't make sense...
He was so confident.
He was even making
plans for his reign.
What happened?
Deep down, I feared that something
like this would happen.
But why this crisis just today?
Because now is the time.
The big moment.
Because after this,
he can't go back.
Your Highness...
The guests are waiting for Your Highness
in the throne room.
Let them leave.
I won't put that crown
in my head.
Afonso.
Afonso.
Where is Afonso?
He is the one that should
be crowned. Not me!
As Your Highness must remember,
Afonso abdicated.
And now is up to Your Highness...
I abdicate too!
Hear that?
I abdicate!
All this waiting.
It's preposterous.
I've never been so insulted
before in my life.
Maybe something happened
to Rodolfo.
- Maybe he's indisposed...
- That's no excuse.
Someone should at least
give us an explanation.
- Excuse me.
- The tea.
Your Highness, the tea will do you good.
Drink a little.
It will calm you and
give you some...
- Courage.
- I don't want tea!
I want peace!
I know.
I know what you are
all thinking.
You are thinking that I've
gone mad, aren't you?
But no!
No...
I'm completely lucid.
I'm lucid! I...
Water.
Water.
- I'm thirsty.
- Your Highness,
I'm sure that a wine glass will
bring you more relief than water.
Certainly.
Certainly, wine.
Wine might be better.
Wine is always better.
Are you feeling better,
Your Highness?
Yeah...
A little.
A little bit, yes.
The first glass eases the mind.
The second one, the heart.
Forgive me, Your Highness.
But a decision must be taken.
The guests are waiting
for the ceremony to begin.
So...?
How do I look?
I'm sure our vocabulary doesn't have
enough words to define such grandeur.
If glory could be personified
in one man, it certainly...
Your Highness.
Please.
- Your Highness!
- I'm fine!
I'm fine. I am...
wonderfully fine.
I'm fine.
It's in God's hands now.
The king rules our fates.
God save the king!
God Save the King
People of Montemor!
Salute your King,
Rodolfo de Monferrato!
Majesty, your speech.
Oh, no. It won't be necessary. I was careful
to memorize it fully last night.
This time nothing can go wrong.
Who, among you,
didn't ask yourselves
"what is, after all, the meaning
of my existence?"
Who, among you, haven't already
questioned, "am I doing what
God expects of me?
Am I doing the right thing?"
Don't think that it's different
for a prince.
Throughout my life, I...
Frequently asked myself
these questions.
Frequently asked myself
these questions.
And when I realized that I wouldn't
have any answers...
- Then I see...
- See myself here in front of you.
Then I see myself here
in front of you.
Fulfilling the designs...
What designs?
- Of God.
- OF GOD!
- No.
- No!
Of God...
- For the memory...
- Of your grandmother...
- What?
- Your grandma.
- Of your grandmother...No!
- No, mine!
- What?
- My grandma.
Of my grandmother.
I see myself here in front of God
and you, and I swear...
- I swear to protect and serve with...
- Your own life.
- What?
- With your own life.
With my...My own life?!
With my own life..
In front of God.
That God help me...
- Rodolfo.
- Rodolfo!
I swear in front of God
to protect and serve
Montemor through the path...
of glory.
- Long live Montemor
- Long live Montemor!
- Louder!
- Louder!
- Long live Montemor!
- Hurrah!
- God save the king!
- Save the king!
Afonso...
Afonso?
I'm sorry.
I was distracted.
Is everything okay?
Yeah...
Are you thinking about
your brother?
His coronation is today, isn't it?
By now, Montemor should have
a new king.
And I imagine that this is
good for Montemor.
Isn't it?
Yes, of course.
Afonso, I'm sorry, but I need
to ask you a question.
Do you have any kind of doubt?
I mean... I understand that now
things are becoming permanent.
There is no turning back and...
- Amália, no.
There is nowhere else in the
world that I'd rather be.
I made a choice.
This is my life.
And this how it shall continue.
'Til the end of time.
By your side.
Your Majesty...
I reaffirm my wishes that you have
a long and prosperous reign.
Which shall only be possible
as long as God allows
Montemor to have by its' side such faithful
and valuable allies as Artena.
With all due respect,
Your Majesty,
but I don't believe it's up to God
to keep our allies by our side.
It seems to me a question of mutual
interests more than anything else.
Or am I wrong?
No, you're absolutely right.
You're absolutely right, Your Highness.
In fact, as always.
The problem's that interests
change over time, my daughter.
A peace based only on such interests
is fragile as a crystal.
And the peace between Artena and Montemort
is stronger than anything else.
And that's how it must remain.
But they couldn't stop you
from seeing the king!
But that's what they tried to do.
Petrônio said that everything
would be work out.
While Orlando insisted that
everything was under control.
It's not a surprise to anyone that they're capable of anything to keep influencing Rodolfo.
- But now they're crossing the lines!
- Exactly.
Because now they don't influence
just a party and drinking friend.
But a king.
It seems that Cássio won't give up
his place as counselor that easily.
- Besides, Prince Rodolfo...
- King.
Yes, he still trusts him with
the kingdom's matters.
One step at a time, my dear.
We need to keep acting carefully.
Actually...
We should be even more careful.
Because discrediting a man like Cássio
is not something that
can be done overnight.
Am I wrong or is Your Highness worried about
the agreement between our kingdoms?
The agreement, in the end, only exists
between Your Majesty and my father.
Two men of their word.
Isn't that enough for you?
Words...
How many kings were betrayed
precisely with words?
If we look back, we can see that...
the same mouths that pronounced
words of peace,
also commanded war.
Many times, the same words
that promoted peace at a certain time...
Ended it at another moment.
Sometimes it only depends on
how they are said.
Other times, when they are said.
And that's why, Your Majesty,
that I don't trust words.
What can I say...
The princess has...
Left me without words.
Finally Montemor has it's king.
Poor Montemor!
- They say every people has the king it deserves.
- No, Romero, it isn't fair to blame the people.
After all, God chooses the King,
not us.
But it's not fair to
blame God either.
Fine, so the blame is...
I don't know who is to blame, Romero!
I don't know you,
but I'm starving to death!
- Me too.
- Teodora, what we have today?
Today we have a special dish:
the king's stew.
What comes with it?
Turnip, beans, and two ladies
with bad reputation.
And we have too the king's
chicken in wine.
- But the chicken is cooked in the wine?
- No.
It's cooked in water really,
because the wine the king drank.
There's also the king's pie.
It's crispy on top,
stuffed in the middle...
and soft down under.
And those who prefer,
can order the king's meat broth.
But the broth isn't weak like the stew, is it?
- No.
The broth is strong.
The meat is weak.
God save the king!
God save Montemor!
I swear, I swear I was alone
in front of eight...
No, ten, twelve!
Twelve enemy soldiers!
I was practically disarmed.
Only had a dull knife...
But anyway, for those poor men fate
unfortunately reserved a short life.
But enough about me.
Let's talk about something else.
Are you hungry?
Do you want some ham? No, I know!
You wish to tour the
castle, right?
This way, please.
The castle has many rooms. The most interesting
one is, obviously, my bedroom.
Which is right here, to the right.
Further down,
we'll find the garden, where we can see the moon,
and enjoy this beautiful night,
maybe light a fire...
- Your Majesty.
- Your Highness.
Err... By God, you are up early.
I hope you slept well.
Yes.
I had an excellent night.
Though apparently not as good
as Your Majesty's...
No, but this isn't what it looks like.
I went out for fresh air...
Please, Your Majesty.
A king doesn't need to explain his actions
to anybody.
It's so surprising see such a young princess...
with the wisdom of a great queen.
Why expect the knowledge of the years...
if we can learn so much with the days?
Perfect.
Absolutely perfect.
Well, Your Majesty, I don't want to take up
more of your precious time.
Especially because I imagine you have
more important things to do.
- No, actually I could...
- Like getting dressed, for instance.
Of course, of course, yes...
Indeed, well remembered.
Excuse me.
Long night...
Short sleep...
Exhausted body...
Anyway...
A perfect night.
More than perfect.
What's the hush, Duke?
Are you sure there are
more interesting things outside?
Than what we could do inside?
Once again?
Exactly the kind of woman
that delights me the most.
The one who knows the
right questions to be made.
It may not seem like it, but
one hit is never like the other.
Yes, but I still don't know with
what intensity I should hit the steel.
The steel itself will tell you.
The previous hit will always
guide you to the next.
Well, at least this was what I had to
learn when I couldn't see its' glow anymore.
So you weren't born blind...?
In the beginning, the doctors
thought it was something temporary.
They gave me medicines.
Herbs. Hope.
But it was pointless.
After each day, the images
made less and less sense.
Less shapes,
less colors.
I remember waking up,
afraid of...
finding out how the world would
present itself in that moment.
I was eight years old.
An age when a child starts to
see the world differently.
And do you remember the shapes?
-Yes!
The images?
Of how the world was?
Yes...
I do.
The images of a child.
That's the world I remember.
Oséias, do you know
who I am?
I know about what they say about the prince
of Montemor, if that's what you mean.
And still you decided to help me.
It doesn't matter to me
what they say about you.
But what you say
about yourself.
So...
How are things at work?
Oséias is a good man,
I've been learning a lot with him.
I mean, not just how
to forge steel.
Also good is that no one is coming over
to see me anymore.
To see a prince... I mean, a former prince
working as a blacksmith.
It's what I say, Afonso.
With time, they will get used to it.
Soon you will seem like
anybody else.
Which is what I am.
Not for me.
I confess I'm surprised with
Selena's perseverance.
She's not the type to give up easily.
Actually she's not the type to give up.
Well, that's still too soon to say.
She's in the beginning of the training.
No, but you will see.
She's determined.
Son, speaking of giving up...
Or not giving up...
I thought you and her...
- Me and her?
- That you liked her.
- But I do.
- I don't mean as a friend, but as a woman.
- Oh, no, dad...
- Son...
From what I see, you and Selena
are always together.
You like her company, and
I think she also likes yours.
I don't know why you
haven't taken the next step.
But there's no "next step".
Ulisses, I see the way
the other students look at her.
They look because they've never
seen a woman fighting.
Not just that.
She's smart, pretty...
Hard-working. Anyway,
you know her qualities.
Soon the other boys
will get to know her better.
If you aren't careful,
you'll miss the chance...
Dad!
Selena is just a friend.
And will remain being
just that.
Well, well...
So here's where the prince of Montemor
pretends to gain his sustenance.
"Pretends to"?
What do you mean?
You may fool a lot of people.
Amália. Her family.
But not me.
- I can't see why I'd do that.
- That's the problem!
I don't know.
Yet.
But I intend to find out.
Virgílio...
Of all the paths I could choose to
be beside the woman I love,
this is the most tortuous one.
I had to convince a lot of people that
I wasn't mad for doing what I did.
But don't expect me to waste
my time trying to convince you.
No...
No, don't do that.
Don't waste your time
with me.
You time is precious, isn't it?
How many rakes, how many horseshoes,
you wouldn't be able to make, if stopped working to try
to convince me of something?
Stay away from me.
And leave Amália alone.
It'll be better for everybody,
especially for you.
You say you gave up
a kingdom for Amália.
But know that I'm capable
of much more than that.
- Afonso?
- Oséias.
Are you alright?
Yes.
For now.
It was Virgílio that left,
wasn't it?
What did he want?
The same as always,
my friend. To provoke me.
Afonso...
You abdicated of your
whole life to get here.
And despite that,
you still have a lot to lose.
Would be better if you had hit
his chest with a sword.
But you harmed his honor.
And that's an injury that
won't ever heal.
Therefore, be always
very careful with Virgílio.
Well, apparently everything
will remain the same.
What makes you
believe in this, my father?
The Crown Prince now lives in
our kingdom as a simple commoner.
And his brother who can barely
hold a sword now holds a scepter.
My daughter...
Truth be told, nothing
remains the same.
Despite it all, Rodolfo has the
Monferrato blood in his veins.
It doesn't matter what he has in his veins!
What truly matters is what he has in his mind.
And we will never be sure about that.
Rodolfo is a weak king.
Vain. Insecure.
- He won't be the first.
- My father...
We live in new times.
And Artena can't be subjected to the
good will of a man like Rodolfo.
We need to strength our army.
And we need to do this now.
Very well, after all the honors and
festivities, my reign shall begin now.
With what words should I initiate my story?
What great decisions should I make for
the good of the people in Montemor?
There's a series of important issues
awaiting your decision.
Very well.
What are they?
The peasants from Téssala await for
Your Majesty to authorize a tax reduction.
So they can give more food to their pigs.
What do you mean, Cássio?
You want the first decision of my reign
to be about food and pigs?
Are you crazy?
Next issue.
The shepherds from the fields of Úsber accuse
their neighbors of stealing three goats that...
ENOUGH!
I'm the king!
I'm not here to deal with issues
related to goats and pigs!
Give a sword to each of them, so they
can solve their problems that way!
I am here to deal with big problems.
To deal with big issues.
So in the future, when they read about
Rodolfo of Montemor, they'll know that
my first decision was memorable
and worthy of a great king.
For example, we need
to build more mills!
The biggest mills of all Cália!
- The biggest...
-That's it!
- Yes, the best ones.
- That's it, reunite the constructors and
order them to start the
projects immediately!
With all due respect,
Your Majesty,
what's the logic of more mills if the quantity
of wheat remains the same?
Then produce more wheat!
We will be the biggest
wheat producers of all Cália!
Yes, the biggest.
Unfortunately, for that,
we would need more water for irrigation. And the
water we have already isn't enough.
It's true.
I forgot about that issue.
Well, then...
Oh, I know it!
We should focus our
efforts on the fur production.
The Eastern market is booming and everybody knows
that Montemor is traditionally an excellent fur producer.
I order that we duplicate the
fur production immediately!
Brilliant idea!
Respectfully, Your Majesty, for this
we would need to enlarge our flock.
But this is obvious!
Isn't it, Cássio? So do it.
It's an order!
That'd also be
impossible, Your Majesty.
To enlarge the flock we'd need more
water to give to the animals to drink.
But it's not possible.
What can we do without being
stopped by the water issue?
This is the question that plagues our
kingdom for many years, Your Majesty.
An issue that not even your grandmother,
or your brother, could find a solution to.
But I will.
Even if for this, we need have to revise
our agreement with Artena.
Which, by the way, should have
been revised a long time ago.
Yeah, I could indeed
have done that.
But I decided to wait.
Which is somewhat strange...
Considering your temper.
- After all a man so...
- A man so...?
You can finish the sentence, cousin.
After all a man so...
Impulsive.
It's what I was gonna say, cousin.
A man so impulsive...
Ok.
What was this
"impulsive man" doing?
I was just telling stories.
Just that.
But nothing that compares
to the last events
lived by Your Highness in Montemor.
Exactly, cousin, we're curious!
How was Rodolfo's coronation?
Ulisses!
I want to ask you something.
Forget that I'm a
woman and fight normally.
But this is exactly what I'm doing
-No, it's like you don't wanna fight!
- Selena, I'm sorry...
- And if for any reason you treat me differently,
you won't be any different
from the other students.
And you're not like them.
No, of course.
I'm sorry.
Let's try again?
I'm gonna get some water.
I don't know if the duke noticed,
but moments like this have become
rare since my cousin's arrival.
"Moments like this"?
In which we are alone.
Or these moments no longer
bring you joy like before?
On the contrary.
Exactly because they've become less frequent,
they're even more precious to me.
In fact,
I was about to ask you
what do you think of the idea of later,
after everyone has retreated,
I make a visit to your chambers?
It's always a pleasure, duke.
But I have different plans for tonight.
What plans?
A way of terminating definitively
my marriage with the Marquis.
I had an idea in Montemor
that will serve us perfectly.
- But we will have to act together.
- Of course.
You can always count on me.
What should I do?
Something that certainly won't be
a huge sacrifice to you.
Love, I'm so happy to know
you and Diana are friends again.
Me too.
And being close to her, I have hopes to
open her eyes to Virgílio's true character.
- He was at the shop today.
- Virgílio?
- Yes.
- And what did he want?
To provoke me.
My love...
Please, be careful.
Unfortunately I know him well enough to know
that he won't rest until he can somehow harm you.
So I ask you,
never give in
to his provocations.
I know this is exactly what he wants.
But it's getting harder to
not react to Virgílio's provocations.
I'm no longe the prince of Montermor,
but I'm still a man with honor.
Contemplating the night, my lady?
A night with so few stars.
Yes, but no less beautiful
because of that.
The duke doesn't like the stars?
What's beautiful about a star?
A point of light in a dark sky.
True beauty comes from the encounter
of dozens, hundreds, thousands of stars.
Interesting, I had never
thought of it this way.
Among the celestial bodies,
the moon fascinates me the most.
Because it's unique.
There's no other like it.
And that's what make it so special.
That theory of yours is
applicable only to celestial bodies?
Not at all.
It's applicable to life,
To women,
To women?
Especially to women.
Is Your Highness looking for someone?
Your fiancé, perhaps.
Actually, I'm looking for my cousin.
I believe I saw her
walking towards the garden earlier.
You will get married to another man.
So tell me who is it!
What's his name?
Where is the Prince?
- It's best if you see with your own eyes.
- The ceremony should've already started.
We don't know what else to do.
- I fear the ceremony will have to be postponed.
- That makes no sense!
Some of the guests
came from very far.
I don't want to!
I can't!
I don't want to. I can't.
I can't. I don't want to.
Apparently His Highness is having
a nervous breakdown.
He refuses to be crowned.
GO AWAY FROM HERE!
GET OUT! GET OUT!
LEAVE ME ALONE!
GET OUT!
He refuses to get dressed
and leave the room.
- I never saw anything like this.
- He needs to put himself together.
- The ceremony can't be cancelled.
- We are trying to convince him, but...
- He seems out of control.
- Do something. Give him some medicine...
- Yes, I already asked for...
- GET OUT!
Get out!
Leave me alone!
But it doesn't make sense...
He was so confident.
He was even making
plans for his reign.
What happened?
Deep down, I feared that something
like this would happen.
But why this crisis just today?
Because now is the time.
The big moment.
Because after this,
he can't go back.
Your Highness...
The guests are waiting for Your Highness
in the throne room.
Let them leave.
I won't put that crown
in my head.
Afonso.
Afonso.
Where is Afonso?
He is the one that should
be crowned. Not me!
As Your Highness must remember,
Afonso abdicated.
And now is up to Your Highness...
I abdicate too!
Hear that?
I abdicate!
All this waiting.
It's preposterous.
I've never been so insulted
before in my life.
Maybe something happened
to Rodolfo.
- Maybe he's indisposed...
- That's no excuse.
Someone should at least
give us an explanation.
- Excuse me.
- The tea.
Your Highness, the tea will do you good.
Drink a little.
It will calm you and
give you some...
- Courage.
- I don't want tea!
I want peace!
I know.
I know what you are
all thinking.
You are thinking that I've
gone mad, aren't you?
But no!
No...
I'm completely lucid.
I'm lucid! I...
Water.
Water.
- I'm thirsty.
- Your Highness,
I'm sure that a wine glass will
bring you more relief than water.
Certainly.
Certainly, wine.
Wine might be better.
Wine is always better.
Are you feeling better,
Your Highness?
Yeah...
A little.
A little bit, yes.
The first glass eases the mind.
The second one, the heart.
Forgive me, Your Highness.
But a decision must be taken.
The guests are waiting
for the ceremony to begin.
So...?
How do I look?
I'm sure our vocabulary doesn't have
enough words to define such grandeur.
If glory could be personified
in one man, it certainly...
Your Highness.
Please.
- Your Highness!
- I'm fine!
I'm fine. I am...
wonderfully fine.
I'm fine.
It's in God's hands now.
The king rules our fates.
God save the king!
God Save the King
People of Montemor!
Salute your King,
Rodolfo de Monferrato!
Majesty, your speech.
Oh, no. It won't be necessary. I was careful
to memorize it fully last night.
This time nothing can go wrong.
Who, among you,
didn't ask yourselves
"what is, after all, the meaning
of my existence?"
Who, among you, haven't already
questioned, "am I doing what
God expects of me?
Am I doing the right thing?"
Don't think that it's different
for a prince.
Throughout my life, I...
Frequently asked myself
these questions.
Frequently asked myself
these questions.
And when I realized that I wouldn't
have any answers...
- Then I see...
- See myself here in front of you.
Then I see myself here
in front of you.
Fulfilling the designs...
What designs?
- Of God.
- OF GOD!
- No.
- No!
Of God...
- For the memory...
- Of your grandmother...
- What?
- Your grandma.
- Of your grandmother...No!
- No, mine!
- What?
- My grandma.
Of my grandmother.
I see myself here in front of God
and you, and I swear...
- I swear to protect and serve with...
- Your own life.
- What?
- With your own life.
With my...My own life?!
With my own life..
In front of God.
That God help me...
- Rodolfo.
- Rodolfo!
I swear in front of God
to protect and serve
Montemor through the path...
of glory.
- Long live Montemor
- Long live Montemor!
- Louder!
- Louder!
- Long live Montemor!
- Hurrah!
- God save the king!
- Save the king!
Afonso...
Afonso?
I'm sorry.
I was distracted.
Is everything okay?
Yeah...
Are you thinking about
your brother?
His coronation is today, isn't it?
By now, Montemor should have
a new king.
And I imagine that this is
good for Montemor.
Isn't it?
Yes, of course.
Afonso, I'm sorry, but I need
to ask you a question.
Do you have any kind of doubt?
I mean... I understand that now
things are becoming permanent.
There is no turning back and...
- Amália, no.
There is nowhere else in the
world that I'd rather be.
I made a choice.
This is my life.
And this how it shall continue.
'Til the end of time.
By your side.
Your Majesty...
I reaffirm my wishes that you have
a long and prosperous reign.
Which shall only be possible
as long as God allows
Montemor to have by its' side such faithful
and valuable allies as Artena.
With all due respect,
Your Majesty,
but I don't believe it's up to God
to keep our allies by our side.
It seems to me a question of mutual
interests more than anything else.
Or am I wrong?
No, you're absolutely right.
You're absolutely right, Your Highness.
In fact, as always.
The problem's that interests
change over time, my daughter.
A peace based only on such interests
is fragile as a crystal.
And the peace between Artena and Montemort
is stronger than anything else.
And that's how it must remain.
But they couldn't stop you
from seeing the king!
But that's what they tried to do.
Petrônio said that everything
would be work out.
While Orlando insisted that
everything was under control.
It's not a surprise to anyone that they're capable of anything to keep influencing Rodolfo.
- But now they're crossing the lines!
- Exactly.
Because now they don't influence
just a party and drinking friend.
But a king.
It seems that Cássio won't give up
his place as counselor that easily.
- Besides, Prince Rodolfo...
- King.
Yes, he still trusts him with
the kingdom's matters.
One step at a time, my dear.
We need to keep acting carefully.
Actually...
We should be even more careful.
Because discrediting a man like Cássio
is not something that
can be done overnight.
Am I wrong or is Your Highness worried about
the agreement between our kingdoms?
The agreement, in the end, only exists
between Your Majesty and my father.
Two men of their word.
Isn't that enough for you?
Words...
How many kings were betrayed
precisely with words?
If we look back, we can see that...
the same mouths that pronounced
words of peace,
also commanded war.
Many times, the same words
that promoted peace at a certain time...
Ended it at another moment.
Sometimes it only depends on
how they are said.
Other times, when they are said.
And that's why, Your Majesty,
that I don't trust words.
What can I say...
The princess has...
Left me without words.
Finally Montemor has it's king.
Poor Montemor!
- They say every people has the king it deserves.
- No, Romero, it isn't fair to blame the people.
After all, God chooses the King,
not us.
But it's not fair to
blame God either.
Fine, so the blame is...
I don't know who is to blame, Romero!
I don't know you,
but I'm starving to death!
- Me too.
- Teodora, what we have today?
Today we have a special dish:
the king's stew.
What comes with it?
Turnip, beans, and two ladies
with bad reputation.
And we have too the king's
chicken in wine.
- But the chicken is cooked in the wine?
- No.
It's cooked in water really,
because the wine the king drank.
There's also the king's pie.
It's crispy on top,
stuffed in the middle...
and soft down under.
And those who prefer,
can order the king's meat broth.
But the broth isn't weak like the stew, is it?
- No.
The broth is strong.
The meat is weak.
God save the king!
God save Montemor!
I swear, I swear I was alone
in front of eight...
No, ten, twelve!
Twelve enemy soldiers!
I was practically disarmed.
Only had a dull knife...
But anyway, for those poor men fate
unfortunately reserved a short life.
But enough about me.
Let's talk about something else.
Are you hungry?
Do you want some ham? No, I know!
You wish to tour the
castle, right?
This way, please.
The castle has many rooms. The most interesting
one is, obviously, my bedroom.
Which is right here, to the right.
Further down,
we'll find the garden, where we can see the moon,
and enjoy this beautiful night,
maybe light a fire...
- Your Majesty.
- Your Highness.
Err... By God, you are up early.
I hope you slept well.
Yes.
I had an excellent night.
Though apparently not as good
as Your Majesty's...
No, but this isn't what it looks like.
I went out for fresh air...
Please, Your Majesty.
A king doesn't need to explain his actions
to anybody.
It's so surprising see such a young princess...
with the wisdom of a great queen.
Why expect the knowledge of the years...
if we can learn so much with the days?
Perfect.
Absolutely perfect.
Well, Your Majesty, I don't want to take up
more of your precious time.
Especially because I imagine you have
more important things to do.
- No, actually I could...
- Like getting dressed, for instance.
Of course, of course, yes...
Indeed, well remembered.
Excuse me.
Long night...
Short sleep...
Exhausted body...
Anyway...
A perfect night.
More than perfect.
What's the hush, Duke?
Are you sure there are
more interesting things outside?
Than what we could do inside?
Once again?
Exactly the kind of woman
that delights me the most.
The one who knows the
right questions to be made.
It may not seem like it, but
one hit is never like the other.
Yes, but I still don't know with
what intensity I should hit the steel.
The steel itself will tell you.
The previous hit will always
guide you to the next.
Well, at least this was what I had to
learn when I couldn't see its' glow anymore.
So you weren't born blind...?
In the beginning, the doctors
thought it was something temporary.
They gave me medicines.
Herbs. Hope.
But it was pointless.
After each day, the images
made less and less sense.
Less shapes,
less colors.
I remember waking up,
afraid of...
finding out how the world would
present itself in that moment.
I was eight years old.
An age when a child starts to
see the world differently.
And do you remember the shapes?
-Yes!
The images?
Of how the world was?
Yes...
I do.
The images of a child.
That's the world I remember.
Oséias, do you know
who I am?
I know about what they say about the prince
of Montemor, if that's what you mean.
And still you decided to help me.
It doesn't matter to me
what they say about you.
But what you say
about yourself.
So...
How are things at work?
Oséias is a good man,
I've been learning a lot with him.
I mean, not just how
to forge steel.
Also good is that no one is coming over
to see me anymore.
To see a prince... I mean, a former prince
working as a blacksmith.
It's what I say, Afonso.
With time, they will get used to it.
Soon you will seem like
anybody else.
Which is what I am.
Not for me.
I confess I'm surprised with
Selena's perseverance.
She's not the type to give up easily.
Actually she's not the type to give up.
Well, that's still too soon to say.
She's in the beginning of the training.
No, but you will see.
She's determined.
Son, speaking of giving up...
Or not giving up...
I thought you and her...
- Me and her?
- That you liked her.
- But I do.
- I don't mean as a friend, but as a woman.
- Oh, no, dad...
- Son...
From what I see, you and Selena
are always together.
You like her company, and
I think she also likes yours.
I don't know why you
haven't taken the next step.
But there's no "next step".
Ulisses, I see the way
the other students look at her.
They look because they've never
seen a woman fighting.
Not just that.
She's smart, pretty...
Hard-working. Anyway,
you know her qualities.
Soon the other boys
will get to know her better.
If you aren't careful,
you'll miss the chance...
Dad!
Selena is just a friend.
And will remain being
just that.
Well, well...
So here's where the prince of Montemor
pretends to gain his sustenance.
"Pretends to"?
What do you mean?
You may fool a lot of people.
Amália. Her family.
But not me.
- I can't see why I'd do that.
- That's the problem!
I don't know.
Yet.
But I intend to find out.
Virgílio...
Of all the paths I could choose to
be beside the woman I love,
this is the most tortuous one.
I had to convince a lot of people that
I wasn't mad for doing what I did.
But don't expect me to waste
my time trying to convince you.
No...
No, don't do that.
Don't waste your time
with me.
You time is precious, isn't it?
How many rakes, how many horseshoes,
you wouldn't be able to make, if stopped working to try
to convince me of something?
Stay away from me.
And leave Amália alone.
It'll be better for everybody,
especially for you.
You say you gave up
a kingdom for Amália.
But know that I'm capable
of much more than that.
- Afonso?
- Oséias.
Are you alright?
Yes.
For now.
It was Virgílio that left,
wasn't it?
What did he want?
The same as always,
my friend. To provoke me.
Afonso...
You abdicated of your
whole life to get here.
And despite that,
you still have a lot to lose.
Would be better if you had hit
his chest with a sword.
But you harmed his honor.
And that's an injury that
won't ever heal.
Therefore, be always
very careful with Virgílio.
Well, apparently everything
will remain the same.
What makes you
believe in this, my father?
The Crown Prince now lives in
our kingdom as a simple commoner.
And his brother who can barely
hold a sword now holds a scepter.
My daughter...
Truth be told, nothing
remains the same.
Despite it all, Rodolfo has the
Monferrato blood in his veins.
It doesn't matter what he has in his veins!
What truly matters is what he has in his mind.
And we will never be sure about that.
Rodolfo is a weak king.
Vain. Insecure.
- He won't be the first.
- My father...
We live in new times.
And Artena can't be subjected to the
good will of a man like Rodolfo.
We need to strength our army.
And we need to do this now.
Very well, after all the honors and
festivities, my reign shall begin now.
With what words should I initiate my story?
What great decisions should I make for
the good of the people in Montemor?
There's a series of important issues
awaiting your decision.
Very well.
What are they?
The peasants from Téssala await for
Your Majesty to authorize a tax reduction.
So they can give more food to their pigs.
What do you mean, Cássio?
You want the first decision of my reign
to be about food and pigs?
Are you crazy?
Next issue.
The shepherds from the fields of Úsber accuse
their neighbors of stealing three goats that...
ENOUGH!
I'm the king!
I'm not here to deal with issues
related to goats and pigs!
Give a sword to each of them, so they
can solve their problems that way!
I am here to deal with big problems.
To deal with big issues.
So in the future, when they read about
Rodolfo of Montemor, they'll know that
my first decision was memorable
and worthy of a great king.
For example, we need
to build more mills!
The biggest mills of all Cália!
- The biggest...
-That's it!
- Yes, the best ones.
- That's it, reunite the constructors and
order them to start the
projects immediately!
With all due respect,
Your Majesty,
what's the logic of more mills if the quantity
of wheat remains the same?
Then produce more wheat!
We will be the biggest
wheat producers of all Cália!
Yes, the biggest.
Unfortunately, for that,
we would need more water for irrigation. And the
water we have already isn't enough.
It's true.
I forgot about that issue.
Well, then...
Oh, I know it!
We should focus our
efforts on the fur production.
The Eastern market is booming and everybody knows
that Montemor is traditionally an excellent fur producer.
I order that we duplicate the
fur production immediately!
Brilliant idea!
Respectfully, Your Majesty, for this
we would need to enlarge our flock.
But this is obvious!
Isn't it, Cássio? So do it.
It's an order!
That'd also be
impossible, Your Majesty.
To enlarge the flock we'd need more
water to give to the animals to drink.
But it's not possible.
What can we do without being
stopped by the water issue?
This is the question that plagues our
kingdom for many years, Your Majesty.
An issue that not even your grandmother,
or your brother, could find a solution to.
But I will.
Even if for this, we need have to revise
our agreement with Artena.
Which, by the way, should have
been revised a long time ago.
Yeah, I could indeed
have done that.
But I decided to wait.
Which is somewhat strange...
Considering your temper.
- After all a man so...
- A man so...?
You can finish the sentence, cousin.
After all a man so...
Impulsive.
It's what I was gonna say, cousin.
A man so impulsive...
Ok.
What was this
"impulsive man" doing?
I was just telling stories.
Just that.
But nothing that compares
to the last events
lived by Your Highness in Montemor.
Exactly, cousin, we're curious!
How was Rodolfo's coronation?
Ulisses!
I want to ask you something.
Forget that I'm a
woman and fight normally.
But this is exactly what I'm doing
-No, it's like you don't wanna fight!
- Selena, I'm sorry...
- And if for any reason you treat me differently,
you won't be any different
from the other students.
And you're not like them.
No, of course.
I'm sorry.
Let's try again?
I'm gonna get some water.
I don't know if the duke noticed,
but moments like this have become
rare since my cousin's arrival.
"Moments like this"?
In which we are alone.
Or these moments no longer
bring you joy like before?
On the contrary.
Exactly because they've become less frequent,
they're even more precious to me.
In fact,
I was about to ask you
what do you think of the idea of later,
after everyone has retreated,
I make a visit to your chambers?
It's always a pleasure, duke.
But I have different plans for tonight.
What plans?
A way of terminating definitively
my marriage with the Marquis.
I had an idea in Montemor
that will serve us perfectly.
- But we will have to act together.
- Of course.
You can always count on me.
What should I do?
Something that certainly won't be
a huge sacrifice to you.
Love, I'm so happy to know
you and Diana are friends again.
Me too.
And being close to her, I have hopes to
open her eyes to Virgílio's true character.
- He was at the shop today.
- Virgílio?
- Yes.
- And what did he want?
To provoke me.
My love...
Please, be careful.
Unfortunately I know him well enough to know
that he won't rest until he can somehow harm you.
So I ask you,
never give in
to his provocations.
I know this is exactly what he wants.
But it's getting harder to
not react to Virgílio's provocations.
I'm no longe the prince of Montermor,
but I'm still a man with honor.
Contemplating the night, my lady?
A night with so few stars.
Yes, but no less beautiful
because of that.
The duke doesn't like the stars?
What's beautiful about a star?
A point of light in a dark sky.
True beauty comes from the encounter
of dozens, hundreds, thousands of stars.
Interesting, I had never
thought of it this way.
Among the celestial bodies,
the moon fascinates me the most.
Because it's unique.
There's no other like it.
And that's what make it so special.
That theory of yours is
applicable only to celestial bodies?
Not at all.
It's applicable to life,
To women,
To women?
Especially to women.
Is Your Highness looking for someone?
Your fiancé, perhaps.
Actually, I'm looking for my cousin.
I believe I saw her
walking towards the garden earlier.
You will get married to another man.
So tell me who is it!
What's his name?