God Save the King (2018): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript
We won't be able to hide the truth
from my grandmother for long.
Indeed, your Highness.
She has been asking around the castle
about Prince Afonso,
and why there's such a delay to the group's return.
Her Majesty must know
that something is wrong.
With your permission,
maybe now it's the time for
your Highness to talk to the queen.
No!
Her Majesty would not survive this.
Her condition is very delicate.
and such news could worsen her health
in a tragic manner.
- I understand, Lupércio.
But, on the other hand, for how long
will we be able to spare her?
Besides, there are measures to be taken,
regarding your succession.
That's the least important now!
Forgive me, your Highness.
But it's a question of utmost importance.
Montemor can't stay with an empty throne.
And once the queen finds out
that Prince Afonso is dead,
she probably won't be able to rule.
Therefore, it's...
Afonso is dead?
Calm down.
Stay calm, grandma, calm.
That's not possible.
You are wrong.
Return to get my grandson!
He can't stay there alone.
Because Afonso is alive!
He is alive.
Didn't we agree that
you would come by tomorrow?
Indeed, but I think there
was a misunderstanding.
I met your father and he told me
he didn't have anything tonight.
Oh.
So I thought there'd be no problem
if I came by.
Virgílio.
Martinho.
What a nice surprise.
Come in.
Should I?
Of course.
And your mother?
My mother?
She, she is...
She is inside.
Constância! Virgílio is here.
Good evening, Virgílio.
How are you, Mrs. Constância?
You're not gonna stand there, will you?
Let's seat.
Did I arrive at a bad time?
No, not at all.
Non-sense.
Virgílio, you'll always be most welcomed
at this house.
I hope you'll stay for supper.
For supper, father?
Well...
I stopped by just for a quick visit.
But...
I' d be a fool to refuse such tempting invitation.
I will stay.
Thank you, Amália.
As always, Mrs. Constância,
the food was absolutely delicious.
I won't repeat, though,
Gluttony is something I only
allow myself to commit on Sundays.
But if you want a dessert,
we can…
- It's gone!
The pumpkin sweet that we had
this afternoon is gone.
I ate it all.
I'm sorry, Virgílio, it's just that I love...
- I love pumpkin sweet.
- My love...
There's no need to worry.
It's late already.
And sweets at this time don't do well for the stomach.
That noise!
- What?
- I heard a noise inside!
I heard a noise there, Amália.
Tiago.
I didn't know you were there.
I just woke up.
I was sleeping.
This one was close.
That's why I say this isn't right.
If Thiago didn't arrive at that time…
Daughter, it's important that you talk to Afonso about this.
He needs to be aware, in case it happens again.
Actually, I don't understand why
you haven't talked to him already.
Of course, I should've explained already that…
Don't wory, mom.
I will talk to him today.
Why did God decide to take
something I loved so much again?
Wasn't it enough to take your mother and father?
I don't know it either, grandma.
I don't understand.
I'm afraid we will never be able to comprehend it,
but God must have its' reasons.
No! No...
There's nothing that justifies
taking such an honest person...
Someone so good like your brother.
If this is the will of God...
God is wrong.
Should I call for doctor Lupércio?
No.
It won't do any good.
If Lupércio had any power...
I would ask him to take away
my clarity forever.
Because, Rodolfo, there's nothing
that hurts me more
than this conscience that I have,
that surrounds me.
It hurts me.
It torments me.
It torments me.
I don't know why I'm doing this.
This cake was for the prince.
It's what he used to eat every morning.
Once, he came here in the kitchen.
I was alone, and so nervous, that I cut
my finger with a knife when he came in.
Then he took my hand and said
it was nothing, that I wouldn't die.
One time, during dinner, I got distracted
and poured wine into his water glass.
I was nervous, started to apologize and he said,
"The last person who turned water into wine
was the son of God. And now you."
"Therefore, there's no need for excuses. It's a miracle.”
He drank the water mixed with wine
and even smiled at me.
I know it's hard, but life goes on.
Montemor goes on,
and so will the Monferratos.
And the best way to serve the kingdom,
is to keep doing our job.
And more than ever, to do it well.
So, you have a fiancé?
Close to it.
It's a long relationship
and, well, that's it.
And when do you plan on getting married?
No, there's nothing scheduled.
Yet.
He doesn't know I'm here, does he?
Nor that you've been helping me.
No, I…I mean, we all thought
it would be best not to tell him.
He is a little bit jealous,
and since it's only for a few days,
we thought it would be better like this.
Amália...
All the work I'm causing to you and your family,
I don't want to cause you more trouble.
There's no trouble.
There would be if he had found out,
which was not the case.
You could've warned be about this.
I was going to,
but I ended up forgetting it.
In any case, since we've talked about it…
Amália, I need to return to Montemor
as soon as possible.
These days here in Artena,
nobody there knows if I'm dead or alive.
I have friends who need to hear from me.
Don't you prefer to send a messenger?
Tell me who he is supposed to
look for and I'll arrange it.
No, it's not necessary.
I would rather go myself…
See?
You're in no condition to travel to Montemor.
Come, you need to lie down.
- Slow.
- Easy there.
Cursed mouths! That's what
you two have, cursed mouths!
Forgive us, your Highness, but
after Prince Afonso's disappearance,
it was natural to consider the possibility
of your Highness rising to the throne.
But I don't want it. I can't.
Afonso is the one who should be king.
I won't know what to do,
what to say to the people.
I won't know how to make
the necessary decisions.
I don't want it!
With your permission, your Highness,
Monferrato blood runs through your veins,
so, I don't see any reason for anyone to
doubt your competence, much less yourself.
I completely agree with Petrônio.
I'm certain your Highness will be a great king.
Never!
You know Rodolfo as well as I do.
And you know he never contemplated,
not even for a moment,
to rule Montemor.
I understand, your Majesty.
But with even Rodolfo being how he is,
we can't do anything in light of the facts.
Of course.
We don't have another option.
But he'll need your help and advice a lot.
He can count on my loyalty, your Majesty.
I appreciate it.
Deep down, Rodolfo is a good man.
A tad immature, of course.
We all know that.
Irresponsible, at times.
Reckless.
He is a bit temperamental, sure.
Indecisive.
But he is a good man.
What prince Rodolfo needs is,
to prepare himself for what's to come.
Of course.
But sometimes I ask myself,
where is he gonna find courage and strength for that?
I have no idea!
I have no idea how this happened.
Your Highness, maybe…
The other day, Afonso was here.
Alive.
And now?
Why me of all people?
I could've had eight or nine older brothers, and then
nobody would be pestering me
about this annoying crown, with this throne!
Your Highness,Your Highness!
It's normal at this moment
for things to appear a bit frightening.
- But rest assured that I…
- We.
that we, that we'll be here for
whatever is necessary.
I thank you.
I thank you both, sincerely.
Because I'll certainly need your help.
Thank you, thank you.
Why me? Why me of all people, God? Why me?
No. It's wrong! Get out.
I'll do it myself.
Your Majesty, my lady.
Forgive me.
I was putting up the saddle on my horse.
There're certain things you've to do it yourself.
If you want it done well.
Certainly, Marquis.
Because it seems like a simple task,
but prepping the horse is an art,
- and like any art...
-How long will the Marquis be away?
It's hard to say.
A few days.
Maybe a week.
Or more. Or less.
Time enough to resolve
a few things in Cordóna.
Nonetheless, those days will count as years
for I will be away from you, my lady.
As always, the Marquis is so…
So courteous.
I wish you a good trip, Marquis.
And that you're successful in your businesses.
Your Majesty.
My lady.
The paths that take us
are the same ones that bring us.
And just like the wind, that blows restlessly,
the curreeeent….
Forgive me, this saddle must have some problem.
You! Put the saddle on my horse!
Where was I? Oh, the wind.
Just like the wind, that blows restlessly,
the current holds the most beautiful
and fullest secret.
The singing, the olive trees,
the incessant pain, the fall of the horse…
But what's that? Are y'all rich?
We have a lot of work to do -
Your Majesty.
Do you need something?
No.
I mean...
I need butter.
- I guess.
- Sure.
Would you like some help, ma'am?
Yes.
I need to bake a cake.
A cake for my grandson.
Actually, in all these years,
I never baked a cake.
I don't know how to bake one.
I could have made him a coat.
but I also don't know how to sow.
And now, there's no more time
to learn anything.
I shouldn't have waited so long.
My lady?
It's better to go lie down for a while.
Sure.
- Come.
- I'll rest.
Thank you.
So, daughter...
We need to decide a few details
about your wedding ceremony.
- First...
- Your Majesty.
I announce the arrival of the Duke of Vicenza,
he asks for an audience with your Majesty.
I don't know who he is,
but send him in.
Your Majesty.
Your Highness.
My name is Constantino de Artanza, Duke of Vicenza.
What brings you so far away
from your kingdom, Duke?
Greed, my lord.
I received orders from King Bertoldo
to march with my army
to the valley of Mongenroff
in search of gold.
An old alchemist convinced the king
that there existed a mine
where copper remains copper during the day
and morphs into gold during the night.
And your king believed in such tale?
When it comes to gold, my lady,
men are capable of believing
in the most unlikely of truths.
I’d assume you hadn’t found anything...
Just hunger and thirst.
And what would you like from Artena?
Shelter.
And a little bit of food and water, your Majesty.
My men are exhausted,
some even ill.
I have disabled animals.
And resting for a few days
would certainly invigorate my soldiers' spirits.
As well as it'd help our hope
of returning alive to Vicenza.
And I'm sure our King would be eternally grateful
for your invaluable help.
And how many men are we talking about?
Not more than three platoons, your Majesty.
Very well.
Stay the time you consider required.
Make sure they'll have everything they wish for.
I am immensely grateful,
your Majesty.
Your Highness.
Daughter, I know that Virgílio
is a decent and honest man.
And I truly believe he could be
a good husband for you.
I believe so too, mother.
Nonetheless,
dignity and honesty
aren't enough reason to
make a woman desire marriage.
Why not?
Because there are other men
decent and honest around the world.
There are even those who aren't
that decent or that honest.
But they can make us happier
than any other.
Unfortunately.
I'm not sure where
you're trying to get to, mother.
The one who needs to get anywhere is you.
You need an unwavering decision,
reflected and definitive.
Despite your father's wishes,
You're not obligated to marry Virgílio.
I know, mother.
It's just... Virgílio is completely
in love with me. We've known each other
so long that...
Amália!
Arguments in favor of him
won't ever lack!
But the most important argument
is the one that comes from here, inside.
And that only you are capable of hearing.
And it's what, at the end,
will decide everything.
Your Highness!
Your Highness..
The queen...
What happened?
I couldn't find her.
She disappeared.
What do you mean,
she disappeared?
Earlier,
her Majesty had also disappeared,
but I found her at the kitchen.
But now I can't
find her anywhere in the castle.
God Save the King.
An animal, Olegário, an animal!
It's not possible.
I myself still can't believe it.
Teodora!
It's impossible to believe it.
So tragic, killed in animal attack?
Specially in times like these...
With the queen in the state
she's rumored to be.
God, what will be of Montemor
in the hands of Prince Rodolfo?
I can't imagine anyone
more unprepared
for rising to the throne.
If her Majesty had a
five year old greatgrandson,
who could rise to the throne,
we'd be safer.
Exactly.
If it wasn't enough the lack of water,
now we lack a leader too!
Gentlemen.
Look who's arrived!
Our doctor Lupércio!
How are things at the castle?
Awful.
Everyone is inconsolable.
Specially the queen.
Poor woman.
It's understandable...
But what about Prince Rodolfo?
Prince Rodolfo...
I'm not sure if he's sadder
about his brother's death
Or more terrified with the
perspective of taking the throne.
Do you really think he'll be crowned?
He has to, Romero.
Now he's the only one in
the Monferrato's succession line.
He needs to rise to the throne.
When its time arrives, of course.
What do you mean by
"when its time arrives", Lupércio?
Considering the rumors about
the queen's health situation,
this might happen as fast as possible.
Actually, there's some exaggeration behind those rumors,
you know how those things are...
People talk.
People, in this case, are my wife,
who told me herself.
She said the queen lately
has been acting very oddly.
The other day, for example,
she had to serve lunch.
And the queen asked who she was.
And Bethânia's been working in the castle
for more than five years.
Hmmmmm...
Hey, Lupércio,
We promise it stays here,
but be honest:
The queen's condition is
worrisome or not?
Well, I-
Anyway,
I wish this information would stay in this room.
The queen's health,
besides being a family issue,
it concerns the security of the kingdom.
I think the situation is delicate,
but it isn't as severe as the rumors say.
Are you sure, Lupércio?
I think you should examine her better.
Good morning.
Morning, how could I-
Holy God!
Your Majesty?
Yes?
Is everything well with your Majesty?
With me?
Yes!
How about you?
Is everything good?
With all due respect, your Majesty,
but you should be in the castle.
Should I?
But I thought it was such a beautiful day.
Grandma?
What are you doing here?
How did you arrive here?
How?
Walking.
I thought it was such a beautiful day
for a walk.
Let's go, I'll...
I'll take you back to the castle.
Let's go.
But I wanted to buy some
oranges and herbs.
So it's not so severe, huh, Lupércio?
My lady.
If you allow me...
Before anything else, I'd like to say
how poorly written are
the proclaimed verses through all Calia
describing the princess' beauty.
Notwithstanding, it's unsurprising
the absence of words to describe
such charm.
I see that the duke is skillful with words.
Not only with words.
But also with my hands.
I also have my own skills, duke.
And the most prominent one is
to never get impressed by
such ordinary compliments.
However, do not be discouraged.
After all, impressing a woman,
and frankly a woman like myself...
It requires a little more of diligence and persistence.
Which are my greatest virtues.
Excuse me.
The audacity of this duke!
He barely arrived and already is flirting with me.
But was he disrespectful with you, ma'am?
Yes.
But in the right measure.
Grandma?
Did you ask for me?
Rodolfo...
I know that-
You never thought this could happen.
And also...
You never prepared yourself
for this moment.
But you know what you must do.
Grandma...
I won't know how to be a king.
I barely know anything about
politics, finances.
Neither could I know how to
command an army.
Of all the ambitions I've had in my life,
this was never one of them.
- I'd not know, honestly....
- Enough!
You can't speak so childish,
that's enough.
You're a Monferrato!
And nobody from our family
would get intimidated
when facing a challenge.
Whatever it may be!
And this is the most important
mission in your life.
But it's a mission I never chose.
No, you didn't choose it.
And that's why you can't refuse it.
Life chose it for you.
Rodolfo, don't think this would be
an easy decision.
Even for your brother Afonso.
It's different, it's different, grandma!
- Afonso was prepared his whole life for this.
- Then you need
to grow and mature.
You need to find in yourself the strength
that not even you thought capable of owning.
You can't let Montemor's people down.
And you can't let me down.
Please, grandma, don't talk to me like this.
You need to rise to
Montemor's throne.
And you should do so
as soon as possible.
Yesterday... it was close, huh?
No need to remind me.
I'd like to thank you once again
my brother.
For what you did.
I'm unsure if you should be
thanking me.
What?
What do you mean by that?
I meant that maybe I shouldn't have stopped Virgílio.
No, Tiago, please.
I can't take anymore people dropping hints
and questioning me about
my relationship with Virgílio.
People, in this case, are our mom and me.
We only do this because we want
what's the best for you.
Yeah, but our dad also wants
what's best for me.
And he wants me to marry Virgílio. So?
Who knows what's the best for me?
Good question. 'Cause it seems
not even you know the answer.
Afonso...
I know I don't have much time left
You will have to rise to
Montemor's throne.
As soon as you return from the expedition.
We are well aware of the
restrictions and sacrifices
that everyone has been going
through the past years.
There isn't any medicine or treatment.
What our grandma needs right now,
more than never,
is support and care and company.
You will have to rise to
Montemor's throne.
I need to go back to Montemor.
Anyway, Tiago, I prefer to not talk
about this subject again.
Afonso...?
Afonso?
There.
Leave it with me. I'll talk to him.
What are you doing, Afonso?
I need to go back to Montemor.
You can't go back.
You're in no condition to do so.
I need to go back, Amália.
Don't do this, Afonso.
Do you want to die?
You don't get it.
No, I don't get it.
Is there anything you want to tell me?
I need to go back.
Now.
Wait!
Don't do this.
You can't leave.
Please, stay.
You can't!
Amália...
I have to admit the duke has an interesting
perspective of the war and peace.
from my grandmother for long.
Indeed, your Highness.
She has been asking around the castle
about Prince Afonso,
and why there's such a delay to the group's return.
Her Majesty must know
that something is wrong.
With your permission,
maybe now it's the time for
your Highness to talk to the queen.
No!
Her Majesty would not survive this.
Her condition is very delicate.
and such news could worsen her health
in a tragic manner.
- I understand, Lupércio.
But, on the other hand, for how long
will we be able to spare her?
Besides, there are measures to be taken,
regarding your succession.
That's the least important now!
Forgive me, your Highness.
But it's a question of utmost importance.
Montemor can't stay with an empty throne.
And once the queen finds out
that Prince Afonso is dead,
she probably won't be able to rule.
Therefore, it's...
Afonso is dead?
Calm down.
Stay calm, grandma, calm.
That's not possible.
You are wrong.
Return to get my grandson!
He can't stay there alone.
Because Afonso is alive!
He is alive.
Didn't we agree that
you would come by tomorrow?
Indeed, but I think there
was a misunderstanding.
I met your father and he told me
he didn't have anything tonight.
Oh.
So I thought there'd be no problem
if I came by.
Virgílio.
Martinho.
What a nice surprise.
Come in.
Should I?
Of course.
And your mother?
My mother?
She, she is...
She is inside.
Constância! Virgílio is here.
Good evening, Virgílio.
How are you, Mrs. Constância?
You're not gonna stand there, will you?
Let's seat.
Did I arrive at a bad time?
No, not at all.
Non-sense.
Virgílio, you'll always be most welcomed
at this house.
I hope you'll stay for supper.
For supper, father?
Well...
I stopped by just for a quick visit.
But...
I' d be a fool to refuse such tempting invitation.
I will stay.
Thank you, Amália.
As always, Mrs. Constância,
the food was absolutely delicious.
I won't repeat, though,
Gluttony is something I only
allow myself to commit on Sundays.
But if you want a dessert,
we can…
- It's gone!
The pumpkin sweet that we had
this afternoon is gone.
I ate it all.
I'm sorry, Virgílio, it's just that I love...
- I love pumpkin sweet.
- My love...
There's no need to worry.
It's late already.
And sweets at this time don't do well for the stomach.
That noise!
- What?
- I heard a noise inside!
I heard a noise there, Amália.
Tiago.
I didn't know you were there.
I just woke up.
I was sleeping.
This one was close.
That's why I say this isn't right.
If Thiago didn't arrive at that time…
Daughter, it's important that you talk to Afonso about this.
He needs to be aware, in case it happens again.
Actually, I don't understand why
you haven't talked to him already.
Of course, I should've explained already that…
Don't wory, mom.
I will talk to him today.
Why did God decide to take
something I loved so much again?
Wasn't it enough to take your mother and father?
I don't know it either, grandma.
I don't understand.
I'm afraid we will never be able to comprehend it,
but God must have its' reasons.
No! No...
There's nothing that justifies
taking such an honest person...
Someone so good like your brother.
If this is the will of God...
God is wrong.
Should I call for doctor Lupércio?
No.
It won't do any good.
If Lupércio had any power...
I would ask him to take away
my clarity forever.
Because, Rodolfo, there's nothing
that hurts me more
than this conscience that I have,
that surrounds me.
It hurts me.
It torments me.
It torments me.
I don't know why I'm doing this.
This cake was for the prince.
It's what he used to eat every morning.
Once, he came here in the kitchen.
I was alone, and so nervous, that I cut
my finger with a knife when he came in.
Then he took my hand and said
it was nothing, that I wouldn't die.
One time, during dinner, I got distracted
and poured wine into his water glass.
I was nervous, started to apologize and he said,
"The last person who turned water into wine
was the son of God. And now you."
"Therefore, there's no need for excuses. It's a miracle.”
He drank the water mixed with wine
and even smiled at me.
I know it's hard, but life goes on.
Montemor goes on,
and so will the Monferratos.
And the best way to serve the kingdom,
is to keep doing our job.
And more than ever, to do it well.
So, you have a fiancé?
Close to it.
It's a long relationship
and, well, that's it.
And when do you plan on getting married?
No, there's nothing scheduled.
Yet.
He doesn't know I'm here, does he?
Nor that you've been helping me.
No, I…I mean, we all thought
it would be best not to tell him.
He is a little bit jealous,
and since it's only for a few days,
we thought it would be better like this.
Amália...
All the work I'm causing to you and your family,
I don't want to cause you more trouble.
There's no trouble.
There would be if he had found out,
which was not the case.
You could've warned be about this.
I was going to,
but I ended up forgetting it.
In any case, since we've talked about it…
Amália, I need to return to Montemor
as soon as possible.
These days here in Artena,
nobody there knows if I'm dead or alive.
I have friends who need to hear from me.
Don't you prefer to send a messenger?
Tell me who he is supposed to
look for and I'll arrange it.
No, it's not necessary.
I would rather go myself…
See?
You're in no condition to travel to Montemor.
Come, you need to lie down.
- Slow.
- Easy there.
Cursed mouths! That's what
you two have, cursed mouths!
Forgive us, your Highness, but
after Prince Afonso's disappearance,
it was natural to consider the possibility
of your Highness rising to the throne.
But I don't want it. I can't.
Afonso is the one who should be king.
I won't know what to do,
what to say to the people.
I won't know how to make
the necessary decisions.
I don't want it!
With your permission, your Highness,
Monferrato blood runs through your veins,
so, I don't see any reason for anyone to
doubt your competence, much less yourself.
I completely agree with Petrônio.
I'm certain your Highness will be a great king.
Never!
You know Rodolfo as well as I do.
And you know he never contemplated,
not even for a moment,
to rule Montemor.
I understand, your Majesty.
But with even Rodolfo being how he is,
we can't do anything in light of the facts.
Of course.
We don't have another option.
But he'll need your help and advice a lot.
He can count on my loyalty, your Majesty.
I appreciate it.
Deep down, Rodolfo is a good man.
A tad immature, of course.
We all know that.
Irresponsible, at times.
Reckless.
He is a bit temperamental, sure.
Indecisive.
But he is a good man.
What prince Rodolfo needs is,
to prepare himself for what's to come.
Of course.
But sometimes I ask myself,
where is he gonna find courage and strength for that?
I have no idea!
I have no idea how this happened.
Your Highness, maybe…
The other day, Afonso was here.
Alive.
And now?
Why me of all people?
I could've had eight or nine older brothers, and then
nobody would be pestering me
about this annoying crown, with this throne!
Your Highness,Your Highness!
It's normal at this moment
for things to appear a bit frightening.
- But rest assured that I…
- We.
that we, that we'll be here for
whatever is necessary.
I thank you.
I thank you both, sincerely.
Because I'll certainly need your help.
Thank you, thank you.
Why me? Why me of all people, God? Why me?
No. It's wrong! Get out.
I'll do it myself.
Your Majesty, my lady.
Forgive me.
I was putting up the saddle on my horse.
There're certain things you've to do it yourself.
If you want it done well.
Certainly, Marquis.
Because it seems like a simple task,
but prepping the horse is an art,
- and like any art...
-How long will the Marquis be away?
It's hard to say.
A few days.
Maybe a week.
Or more. Or less.
Time enough to resolve
a few things in Cordóna.
Nonetheless, those days will count as years
for I will be away from you, my lady.
As always, the Marquis is so…
So courteous.
I wish you a good trip, Marquis.
And that you're successful in your businesses.
Your Majesty.
My lady.
The paths that take us
are the same ones that bring us.
And just like the wind, that blows restlessly,
the curreeeent….
Forgive me, this saddle must have some problem.
You! Put the saddle on my horse!
Where was I? Oh, the wind.
Just like the wind, that blows restlessly,
the current holds the most beautiful
and fullest secret.
The singing, the olive trees,
the incessant pain, the fall of the horse…
But what's that? Are y'all rich?
We have a lot of work to do -
Your Majesty.
Do you need something?
No.
I mean...
I need butter.
- I guess.
- Sure.
Would you like some help, ma'am?
Yes.
I need to bake a cake.
A cake for my grandson.
Actually, in all these years,
I never baked a cake.
I don't know how to bake one.
I could have made him a coat.
but I also don't know how to sow.
And now, there's no more time
to learn anything.
I shouldn't have waited so long.
My lady?
It's better to go lie down for a while.
Sure.
- Come.
- I'll rest.
Thank you.
So, daughter...
We need to decide a few details
about your wedding ceremony.
- First...
- Your Majesty.
I announce the arrival of the Duke of Vicenza,
he asks for an audience with your Majesty.
I don't know who he is,
but send him in.
Your Majesty.
Your Highness.
My name is Constantino de Artanza, Duke of Vicenza.
What brings you so far away
from your kingdom, Duke?
Greed, my lord.
I received orders from King Bertoldo
to march with my army
to the valley of Mongenroff
in search of gold.
An old alchemist convinced the king
that there existed a mine
where copper remains copper during the day
and morphs into gold during the night.
And your king believed in such tale?
When it comes to gold, my lady,
men are capable of believing
in the most unlikely of truths.
I’d assume you hadn’t found anything...
Just hunger and thirst.
And what would you like from Artena?
Shelter.
And a little bit of food and water, your Majesty.
My men are exhausted,
some even ill.
I have disabled animals.
And resting for a few days
would certainly invigorate my soldiers' spirits.
As well as it'd help our hope
of returning alive to Vicenza.
And I'm sure our King would be eternally grateful
for your invaluable help.
And how many men are we talking about?
Not more than three platoons, your Majesty.
Very well.
Stay the time you consider required.
Make sure they'll have everything they wish for.
I am immensely grateful,
your Majesty.
Your Highness.
Daughter, I know that Virgílio
is a decent and honest man.
And I truly believe he could be
a good husband for you.
I believe so too, mother.
Nonetheless,
dignity and honesty
aren't enough reason to
make a woman desire marriage.
Why not?
Because there are other men
decent and honest around the world.
There are even those who aren't
that decent or that honest.
But they can make us happier
than any other.
Unfortunately.
I'm not sure where
you're trying to get to, mother.
The one who needs to get anywhere is you.
You need an unwavering decision,
reflected and definitive.
Despite your father's wishes,
You're not obligated to marry Virgílio.
I know, mother.
It's just... Virgílio is completely
in love with me. We've known each other
so long that...
Amália!
Arguments in favor of him
won't ever lack!
But the most important argument
is the one that comes from here, inside.
And that only you are capable of hearing.
And it's what, at the end,
will decide everything.
Your Highness!
Your Highness..
The queen...
What happened?
I couldn't find her.
She disappeared.
What do you mean,
she disappeared?
Earlier,
her Majesty had also disappeared,
but I found her at the kitchen.
But now I can't
find her anywhere in the castle.
God Save the King.
An animal, Olegário, an animal!
It's not possible.
I myself still can't believe it.
Teodora!
It's impossible to believe it.
So tragic, killed in animal attack?
Specially in times like these...
With the queen in the state
she's rumored to be.
God, what will be of Montemor
in the hands of Prince Rodolfo?
I can't imagine anyone
more unprepared
for rising to the throne.
If her Majesty had a
five year old greatgrandson,
who could rise to the throne,
we'd be safer.
Exactly.
If it wasn't enough the lack of water,
now we lack a leader too!
Gentlemen.
Look who's arrived!
Our doctor Lupércio!
How are things at the castle?
Awful.
Everyone is inconsolable.
Specially the queen.
Poor woman.
It's understandable...
But what about Prince Rodolfo?
Prince Rodolfo...
I'm not sure if he's sadder
about his brother's death
Or more terrified with the
perspective of taking the throne.
Do you really think he'll be crowned?
He has to, Romero.
Now he's the only one in
the Monferrato's succession line.
He needs to rise to the throne.
When its time arrives, of course.
What do you mean by
"when its time arrives", Lupércio?
Considering the rumors about
the queen's health situation,
this might happen as fast as possible.
Actually, there's some exaggeration behind those rumors,
you know how those things are...
People talk.
People, in this case, are my wife,
who told me herself.
She said the queen lately
has been acting very oddly.
The other day, for example,
she had to serve lunch.
And the queen asked who she was.
And Bethânia's been working in the castle
for more than five years.
Hmmmmm...
Hey, Lupércio,
We promise it stays here,
but be honest:
The queen's condition is
worrisome or not?
Well, I-
Anyway,
I wish this information would stay in this room.
The queen's health,
besides being a family issue,
it concerns the security of the kingdom.
I think the situation is delicate,
but it isn't as severe as the rumors say.
Are you sure, Lupércio?
I think you should examine her better.
Good morning.
Morning, how could I-
Holy God!
Your Majesty?
Yes?
Is everything well with your Majesty?
With me?
Yes!
How about you?
Is everything good?
With all due respect, your Majesty,
but you should be in the castle.
Should I?
But I thought it was such a beautiful day.
Grandma?
What are you doing here?
How did you arrive here?
How?
Walking.
I thought it was such a beautiful day
for a walk.
Let's go, I'll...
I'll take you back to the castle.
Let's go.
But I wanted to buy some
oranges and herbs.
So it's not so severe, huh, Lupércio?
My lady.
If you allow me...
Before anything else, I'd like to say
how poorly written are
the proclaimed verses through all Calia
describing the princess' beauty.
Notwithstanding, it's unsurprising
the absence of words to describe
such charm.
I see that the duke is skillful with words.
Not only with words.
But also with my hands.
I also have my own skills, duke.
And the most prominent one is
to never get impressed by
such ordinary compliments.
However, do not be discouraged.
After all, impressing a woman,
and frankly a woman like myself...
It requires a little more of diligence and persistence.
Which are my greatest virtues.
Excuse me.
The audacity of this duke!
He barely arrived and already is flirting with me.
But was he disrespectful with you, ma'am?
Yes.
But in the right measure.
Grandma?
Did you ask for me?
Rodolfo...
I know that-
You never thought this could happen.
And also...
You never prepared yourself
for this moment.
But you know what you must do.
Grandma...
I won't know how to be a king.
I barely know anything about
politics, finances.
Neither could I know how to
command an army.
Of all the ambitions I've had in my life,
this was never one of them.
- I'd not know, honestly....
- Enough!
You can't speak so childish,
that's enough.
You're a Monferrato!
And nobody from our family
would get intimidated
when facing a challenge.
Whatever it may be!
And this is the most important
mission in your life.
But it's a mission I never chose.
No, you didn't choose it.
And that's why you can't refuse it.
Life chose it for you.
Rodolfo, don't think this would be
an easy decision.
Even for your brother Afonso.
It's different, it's different, grandma!
- Afonso was prepared his whole life for this.
- Then you need
to grow and mature.
You need to find in yourself the strength
that not even you thought capable of owning.
You can't let Montemor's people down.
And you can't let me down.
Please, grandma, don't talk to me like this.
You need to rise to
Montemor's throne.
And you should do so
as soon as possible.
Yesterday... it was close, huh?
No need to remind me.
I'd like to thank you once again
my brother.
For what you did.
I'm unsure if you should be
thanking me.
What?
What do you mean by that?
I meant that maybe I shouldn't have stopped Virgílio.
No, Tiago, please.
I can't take anymore people dropping hints
and questioning me about
my relationship with Virgílio.
People, in this case, are our mom and me.
We only do this because we want
what's the best for you.
Yeah, but our dad also wants
what's best for me.
And he wants me to marry Virgílio. So?
Who knows what's the best for me?
Good question. 'Cause it seems
not even you know the answer.
Afonso...
I know I don't have much time left
You will have to rise to
Montemor's throne.
As soon as you return from the expedition.
We are well aware of the
restrictions and sacrifices
that everyone has been going
through the past years.
There isn't any medicine or treatment.
What our grandma needs right now,
more than never,
is support and care and company.
You will have to rise to
Montemor's throne.
I need to go back to Montemor.
Anyway, Tiago, I prefer to not talk
about this subject again.
Afonso...?
Afonso?
There.
Leave it with me. I'll talk to him.
What are you doing, Afonso?
I need to go back to Montemor.
You can't go back.
You're in no condition to do so.
I need to go back, Amália.
Don't do this, Afonso.
Do you want to die?
You don't get it.
No, I don't get it.
Is there anything you want to tell me?
I need to go back.
Now.
Wait!
Don't do this.
You can't leave.
Please, stay.
You can't!
Amália...
I have to admit the duke has an interesting
perspective of the war and peace.