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Look, Master! It's moving.
- What's going on? - We are trapped.
My dad is going to ask my aunt to marry him.
This is your father's last will.
- My dad has another son. - He'll become the new marquis.
You can't lose hope!
There's no way to get out of here.
The marquis has always been afraid. Perhaps Nuño isn't his son.
Go search for the marquise! Do whatever it takes!
I want to help people. I want to go with the lepers.
The heir and his mother will arrive at any moment.
Welcome to your palace. Marquis...
We'll wait together until the end!
This is our palace.
We're the ones who allow you to live here.
Where were you hiding?
I'll kill the man who helped you.
You must come with me today. At seven.
We must find my father.
I'll force you to take care of my horses until you die.
We're free! We are free!
I've prepared a special surprise for you.
- What are you going to do to me? - Nothing.
My men will. They'll rape you repeatedly.
- We can always start over. - I lied to you.
I was... I was about to forgive Juan.
I've been raised to rule over these lands.
Now I have nothing!
I must get back home, Alonso.
I'll take a look. I think it's better to know.
Where is Richard Blake's treasure?
I won't send you to that hell!
I'm not planning to stay and help you overcome your guilt.
Take me out of here!
That must have been an animal.
I lost her. I should have done this a long time ago.
I won't diminish myself for them. If he tries to humiliate me
I'll kill him!
I received a letter from Juan de Calatrava. He won't let me take you with us.
That can't be! I want to go. You can't force me to stay.
I can be your best ally or your worst enemy.
It's your call.
Master, for God's sake!
I know you're containing your anger.
It's good for you to let it out.
- But you wouldn't... - I know. I'm sorry.
How are you?
- About Margarita... - It's okay.
You might tell me it's none of my business
but don't pretend you're right. You act like a Swede!
What is this?
I found it under your bed while I was cleaning.
Gonzalo, I know you're going to marry Margarita.
I have no reasons to stay here.
That's why I'm leaving.
What is it?
I'm sorry for upsetting you with my kiss.
Be happy, you deserve it.
It's a goodbye letter from Mariana.
She's gone.
Was the buccaneer in love with you?
Bring up your stuff. We're going to find her.
But Master, why will we be searching for her? Give me a reason.
To have her here suffering for you?
- She's in danger outside of the house. - No, no, no.
No one is searching for her anymore.
If you ask her to stay, you'll be giving her false hopes.
You know it well.
You know how it is to see the one you love looking away from you.
Perhaps you're right.
It's already seven and Alonso isn't here.
Perhaps he's at Gabi's place.
We must reprehend him.
He goes out at such odd hours.
Do you know anything?
Nothing.
Now that we're sure we lost the treasure
could we use the gold coins to...
to pay for a good dinner?
It's gold.
Master, look.
Is that an inscription?
What do they mean?
The Devil's Mouth.
We must find this place.
[Red Eagle]
Come here, come, come...
Come, come...
It's better if you relax and enjoy it.
Stop this!
So?
Did that refresh your memory?
- Who hid you in the village? - No one.
I'll reformulate...
Where is Richard Blake's treasure?
I don't know. I've told you that.
Why can't I believe you?
My husband never told me where he hid it. I swear.
- I'll leave you with my men. - No please, no please!
You haven't had enough yet.
I'll come back in a few days.
Trust me.
You'll be begging to share your secrets with me.
Move.
- Did you find her? - No, sir.
I've searched in hospices, monasteries...
- No trace of the Marquise of Santillana. - Why are you here?
I told you not to return without her.
I'm sorry, sir.
Keep looking. She must be somewhere.
Yes, sir.
I've been perplexed since these two arrived at the palace.
I entered the woman's room and there she was, lying in bed with her son.
- What? - You heard me.
Mother and son? That's a deadly sin!
What kind of filthy things are you thinking?
You said it!
They were sleeping.
I didn't mean it the other way.
Where have you seen
a man of his age taking a nap beside his mother?
Jacobo isn't there anymore.
He has been very nice to me. Yesterday he gave me some cake.
Did he give you some cake?
Marta, I don't want you near that man. Never again.
Did you hear? Never again.
Why?
Droit du seigneur, do you know it?
- No. - You've been lucky.
The marquis lived here before you were born.
But the lords have always used the maids, as they want to.
Do you know what I mean?
We've prepared your bath, madam.
We didn't know if you wanted to bathe in milk, like Lucrecia, or in water.
Water is for frogs. We nobles bathe in milk.
All right, madam.
Madam.
- It's cold. - What do you mean?
It's at the usual temperature.
You don't know how temperature will...
Of course, you don't know how it is to take baths in this manner.
- What are you doing? - Your clothes do not help us.
Wouldn't it be easier if you were naked?
No, I've always bathed like this. I'm always clean.
Towel!
- Are you ready, madam? - Yes.
Help me.
I'll be inviting many grandees and introducing them to my son.
They'll spend the night here. Prepare their rooms.
- You'll stay until they're gone. - Yes, madam.
You! Make a guest list. Grab a pen.
- Should I write? - I said so. Take a paper and a pen.
But that would be difficult because...
I... I don't know how to write.
And you're the maids' superior?
You don't know either, right?
- Yes, madam. I know. - Excellent.
Take notes.
Come, come, get it there.
Take notes.
- Tell me. - Dukes of Gamboa...
Marquises of Obón...
Counts of Albéniz...
The Duke...
the Duke... how was it?
The king's cousin... how was he?
Do you mean Juan, madam?
- He's the Duke of Velasco and Fonseca. - And his wife, yes.
Give them an invitation.
Grandee of La Gasca, Marquise of Mújica...
Gonzalo!
Gonzalo, I'm very sorry for... I know.
All right. I'm okay, Cipri.
Is dinner ready?
I know what it's like to suffer because of love.
The fear of never finding someone again and becoming lonely.
Someone always comes around.
- At the moment you least expect it, you'll... - Cipri.
I appreciate this, but... I'd prefer you to keep quiet. Please.
Sure. Of course, don't worry.
Gonzalo, I also wanted to tell you something.
What is it?
I don't want to bother him, to talk bad about him
but I think Sátur got into trouble.
What kind of trouble?
I've been watching him. I know he goes out at night.
Sometimes he takes both of your horses...
Did you know he uses your horse?
Yes, Cipri.
If he takes it, it's because he needs it.
You don't understand. Sometimes he comes back home
with his clothes ripped, sometimes with blood all over him.
Cipri, there must be an explanation. Perhaps he went hunting.
If you allow me, I'll keep an eye on him.
No, Cipri.
I'll take care of it. Don't worry.
Hello. I'm here for the celebration.
- For Margarita and... - No, Gabi!
- No what? - Right, there will be no...
Not now, not ever.
There will be no wedding.
Oh well.
- Where's Alonso? - We thought he was with you.
No, I left him in the forest. He's looking for you.
- For me? - Yes.
Gabi, this is really important.
Where did you see him last?
Near the pines, by the path.
- Who are you? - Don't be scared.
My name is Laura. I live here.
I brought you here.
- Here you have... - But...
- Why did you bring me here? - I found you in the woods.
You had a bullet wound in your chest.
Where do you live?
I must find your parents.
I don't know.
You were shot. Do you know why?
No. I told you. I don't know anything.
I don't know my own name.
I don't know where I live.
I don't know my parents.
What's wrong with me? Why can't I remember?
You've lost a lot of blood.
It's better if you rest a bit.
The woman.
What woman?
She was in danger.
We must go for her!
We will help her, but first this wound must heal.
What's wrong?
The bullet is inside you.
Count of Albéniz and his wife.
Should I go to our lady and inform her they're here?
She knows. This is the way she is. She acts important.
She is showing all of her jewels.
Juan and his wife aren't here yet.
Perhaps they won't come. It's late.
I can't see them.
The Marquis of Santillana and his beloved mother.
It's an honor to receive you in our palace.
I want to introduce to you my son, Jacobo.
- Marquis of Santillana! - Sirs.
Welcome to my house.
Eat whatever you want.
Oh my God.
Juan de Calatrava, Duke of Velasco and Fonseca, and his wife.
Dukes of Velasco and Fonseca.
It's so great to have you here.
I thought you wouldn't come.
My husband, who's always busy, was hard to convince.
Darling, I told you I have a lot of patients today.
Some people say that work is the refuge of people who have nothing better to do.
Come here.
You'll personally take care of the Dukes of Velasco.
- Yes, madam. - You'll help the duchess
undress. But first finish here.
As you wish, madam.
You could undress yourself this time, don't you think?
You clearly don't know how hard it is to take off one of these dresses, darling.
Could you show me your hands? It's an expensive dress.
I wouldn't like it to get dirty.
Come here.
Don't forget to cool the champagne.
And something else. Find out where she bought those earrings.
- I want a pair of those. Now go. - Yes.
Hernán Mejía, the village's sheriff, and his wife.
Good evening, madam. What a lovely party.
I'm glad you decided to come and join us.
- Where's Nuño? - Nuño wasn't invited.
- May I know the reason? - He wasn't necessary.
Irene, could you please come with me for a moment?
Go dear.
Don't worry, Master.
He could be interested in something.
It's not normal that he's missing.
You know how curious Alonso is.
He's so into everything.
Perhaps he saw a squirrel or a crippled fox...
perhaps a bird that fell into the river.
Did you see something, Master?
Blood.
Blood that must have belonged to a beast of the forest, to an animal.
You know how cruel nature is.
Animals kill each other for food.
Except those that eat grass, of course.
If it were an animal, there would be a trace.
That's also true.
It's Alonso's!
What happened to my kid?
- Nuño! - Leave me!
- What are you doing? - This isn't my bed anymore.
- You're the Marquis of Santillana! - Really?
Would a marquis live in such a pigsty?
My possessions are inside three trunks.
Wear this. You must go to the reception.
Why? I'm not invited.
Will you permit them to lock you in here?
Whatever that last will says, you have the right to be in that room.
- Why do you care? - I am...
I'm the closest thing to a father for you.
Sir...
Wear this suit.
Don't forget who you are.
Did you find her?
No sir, I'm not here about the marquise.
- The pirate woman escaped. - What?
The men went to eat...
- Did you leave her alone? - No!
No, sir.
- A guard was with her. - So?
The woman took a knife and killed him.
You're useless.
You can't do what I ask you to.
Register the entire forest and when you find her...
- hang her. - Yes, sir.
Perhaps someone found him wounded and...
and took him to heal him.
We don't know that.
It could be the one who attacked him.
Don't always assume the worse.
There are good people too.
I'm sure Alonso is okay.
You'll see.
What's with that cage?
Where's the guard?
What happened here?
I don't know.
Don't worry. You'll be okay soon.
Did you take out the bullet?
The work of a doctor would be better, but
I have no money.
Calm down, it's not the first time I've treated something like this.
But, shouldn't we search for my parents?
- I'm sure they're worried. - We'll search for them...
but we must heal you first.
What if I die?
You won't die.
I took out a bullet from myself. Quite some years ago.
I'm still alive.
Go on, you must be brave.
'A d M.' Are those your initials?
'A d M.' Does it mean something?
No. Well...
I don't know.
Go on, it will be just for a minute.
Bite this.
Calm down, my son.
Did you talk to the Dukes of Gamboa?
No, Mother, I didn't.
The Marquise of Sotomayor has been telling me about her trip.
She went to the Vatican.
You must talk to them. They have a daughter.
I know her. She has a bigger mustache than mine.
Just four little hairs.
She'll inherit one of the biggest fortunes.
Go introduce yourself. But clean yourself up first.
There's food in your teeth.
Yes.
Nuño.
It's so good that you're finally here.
Even if he wasn't invited, Nuño wants to be here and support his brother.
Yes.
Leave me. I can do this.
Are you okay?
Yes, nothing happened. I knocked over some glass cups.
Perhaps we should go to our room.
It's late. You work hard.
I'm perfectly fine.
Please, darling, I'd like to leave now.
Leave me alone!
What are you waiting for? Accompany her to the room!
- You must clean that up. - Yes, madam.
- Give me another one. - That was the last one.
We will need more.
We must put him all over the walls. He'll come back.
They sent you this.
- Thanks, Son. - We had just run out of them. Come.
What's wrong, Gabi?
What happened?
It's my fault that Alonso disappeared.
What do you mean?
If I hadn't left him...
- he would be okay. - You're not the one to blame.
Understood?
Besides that, you would have both been missing now.
Go with Murillo and post these all over the main square.
Don't worry. Alonso will be okay soon.
Now go.
You.
What ideas you have.
Why did you tell him they would both be missing now?
The ideas you have.
You want him not to sleep?
I wanted to calm him down.
You did that right!
- Give me one. - Don't argue with me because of your guilt!
Guilt you said?
Maybe if you took care of him he wouldn't be missing.
But since you're always out of house doing I don't know what... Gonzalo!
- Any news? - No. Did you find something?
Nothing. I came back because my horse is tired.
- I'll take yours. - Sure.
Gonzalo!
What is it?
Some traders found a boy's corpse, about your son's age, in the forest.
Thanks.
Master, let me.
You shouldn't see him, Master.
It's better if you remember him just as he was. Listen to me.
Sátur, he's my son.
He might be my son.
We didn't want to leave him there in the middle of the road.
We were taking him to the graveyard.
What did the boy look like?
Brown straight hair
and white skin.
It's not Alonsillo, Master.
I know it can't be.
If God exists in heaven, he wouldn't let this happen.
Take this, Master. Take it.
- Is it him? - No, it's not him, thank god.
Hey, you're hurting me.
It's isn't that hard to unbutton a dress.
I'm sorry, madam.
When you're done, tell my husband not to make noise when he comes to bed.
- I don't want to be kept up. - Yes, madam.
Your slip.
Still drinking?
Don't you think it was enough with the show you gave?
- Excuse me, madam. I'll leave. - No, no. Wait.
I want you to prepare tomorrow's clothes.
- You have it there, madam. - Then clean up the room.
Can you leave this? Please.
I'm not done yet.
If you paid half the attention you devote to drinking on me...
I don't think it's the right time to talk about these things.
I've worked a lot. I'm very tired.
- Why did you marry me? - I told you to stop it.
Since we got married, you haven't touched me, not once!
Do you dislike me that much?
I'm talking to you, Juan.
Look at me! Look at me, I said!
Stop it!
I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry. - Don't touch me! Don't ever touch me!
It's done.
No, no.
No, for God's sake. No.
No. No, please no.
Don't speak.
- Get some rest. - What happened?
Nothing, it's all fine. Relax.
I have to stitch up your wound.
So you don't get an infection.
Let's see. Calm down.
It will just be a moment. Stand it a little more.
- It hurts. It hurts so bad! - We're done.
- It hurts. - It's important that you don't move.
Come on.
Come on, brave man. Come on.
We're almost ready.
That's it.
It's all right.
Lucía.
For God's sake!
No! No! No!
What happened?
What happened, Juan?
What happened?
I'm going to go to the marketplace.
For some food and some water.
You get some rest.
Don't move.
Alonso.
Are you my mother?
Mother?
Dark curse on us. We've asked from door to door
and nobody has seen anything.
Something bad must've happened to him.
- I can't lose my son. - No, no.
No, don't even mention that.
Alonso is fine. He might be wounded, but he is fine.
So don't say that.
Too many hours have gone by.
Master, I know when it is about a son, you can't think clearly.
But try to think it is not about Alonso.
- Think objectively... - What do you want me to think?
What you always do.
The who, the how, the when!
Let's see, we have the boy's shoe.
The blood stain.
The footprints, the cage.
- The dead guard. - The dead guard.
All that has to mean something. Think about what that is!
Think, Master. Think, think, think.
We don't have much time.
Sátur, if I think objectively, I can only think of one thing!
Well, and what do we do then? Stay here doing nothing?
You've taught me to never give up.
So you can't act like this now.
Wait for me here.
I'll go for the horses. They may have eaten enough already.
Master.
I promise you...
that we will find your son today.
You will see.
It's a little weird that someone could slit your wife's neck while she's asleep beside you
and that you wouldn't hear anything.
I remember nothing.
I drank too much last night.
Yes, we've all heard that already.
She has a clean cut on the neck.
Whoever did it made sure she wouldn't live.
Do you know who might have wanted to kill her?
No. I barely knew her.
We were married for a short time.
I guess it's a little too late to congratulate you.
It's not a matter of time, anyhow.
I don't think many men know their wives so much, no matter how long they're together.
Is this your case?
Yes. I came here last night after seeing a patient. Why?
Could you open it?
- I don't see the reason. - Open it, please.
Can you show me the instruments?
There's something missing here, right?
Yes, my scalpel is missing.
Is it this one?
I found it beside your bed.
You were so drunk that you forgot to hide the weapon
you used to cut your wife's neck.
- To the dungeon. - It can't be.
It cannot be. It cannot be.
Please. I have a sick boy I'm taking care of. I need to give him some food.
Three coins.
I have no money.
- This is business, not charity. - Please.
He's a boy.
I swear I'll pay you as soon as I get some money.
You pay here and now, madam.
Thief! Thief!
How much does she owe you?
I will pay for it.
Three coins.
For that?
Two.
Are you okay?
Thanks.
- I'm no thief. - You don't have to give any explanation.
That boy.
- I know him. - What?
Yes. Yes, it's him. It's him.
- Is he alive? - Yes.
Do you know where he is?
At my house.
Drink some water for those nerves.
It was... it was horrible, Catalina. I...
went inside the room and she was...
It was all filled with blood.
And she, she had her neck cut.
Drink water, darling. Drink water.
Who could've done something like that?
Juan must be destroyed.
- They're arresting him. - Who?
The doctor. They say he has killed his wife.
They took him with shackles.
There must be a mistake.
Do you think it was Juan? Juan is incapable of doing that.
I don't know, Catalina. He drank too much last night.
Well, he might've been drunk, but that means nothing.
Sometimes people aren't what they seem.
I didn't think he was capable of doing everything he did to me either.
Margarita.
I understand you may feel betrayed by Juan.
- But from there to murder? - You never saw how he treated her.
I can't believe that you think Juan killed her.
And why do you defend him so much?
I defend him because he's Juan.
Gossiping, right? Come on.
Serve breakfast for our guests.
A disgrace has occurred, but we won't make them starve because of that.
Madam, they have left. All of them.
- All of them? - Yes, madam.
Well. You go upstairs and clean the dead one.
Bathe her and dress her afterward.
No, please, madam. Don't ask me that.
Will you negate my order?
- No, madam. - Come on, go upstairs.
When the dead woman's relatives come
I want them to see that in this house we do things as God wants.
You told me my son was here!
I left him in bed.
- Are you lying to me? - Why would I lie to you?
If you want money, you've got the wrong person.
I don't want money!
I told you he was wounded. I picked him up...
- Where is he? - I don't know.
I asked him not to move.
He lost too much blood due to the shot. I was very weak.
Did you extract the bullet from him?
Thank you.
- I need to keep looking for him. - Wait, wait.
Your son kept on saying that...
that we needed to look for a woman who was in danger.
- What woman? - I don't know.
Did he tell you who she was?
No. He was very confused.
He didn't even remember his own name.
So he remembered nothing?
Did he give you more details about that woman? Where she was or anything?
He had a high fever.
He might've been ranting.
He insisted the woman was
locked in a cage.
Mother.
Alonso!
- Are you okay? - Get away from me.
- Alonso! - Get away from me!
Do you recognize me? It's me. It's me.
Alonso! Alonso!
Nothing.
This turkey is fantastic. I have never tried something this good before.
Leave the turkey, would you?
Everyone's talking about the Duchess of Velasco's murder.
- It's a very serious thing, Mother. - It's a very serious thing.
If I didn't know it's impossible, I'd doubt that you're my son.
You presentation to society is not even mentioned.
Well, Mother. They'll know me later. We'll organize receptions.
Can you stop eating? We've just made a suit for you!
If you keep on with this, you'll burst out of it!
Being well-nourished is elegant, Mother.
Besides, a couple of extra pounds won't ruin my image.
Madam, this letter from the royal palace came.
Go, go, go!
What is it?
The king wants to receive you at his palace.
- Me? - Yes.
Mother, this letter is for the Marquise of Santillana.
Well, but you're now the Marquis of Santillana.
- But the king will be waiting for her. - You'll go see the king.
You can't let an opportunity like this go.
- Mother, but... - But, but, but!
You'll explain the change to the king.
You're the marquis now!
And so he'll meet you!
Mother, it's not only that.
I don't know if I'm prepared to see the king.
Would you like me to go with you?
How is he, Master?
He has a bad fever.
He's still ranting.
May God forbid...
But in case the kid doesn't get his memory back
I wrote a list of his best memories.
Friend of my son, Gabi.
You knew the king himself.
You saved Lairad's life.
You were the drum man in the third battle of dunes.
- You saw the sea beside your father. - His father, yes.
It has things that aren't true.
How so?
Alonso has never been in the third battle of dunes.
- That's true. - And he hasn't known the sea either.
That's true as well.
It's that, when you have the chance to rewrite your past, it's better to...
to make up a better one, no?
Thank you, but Alonso can be proud of being who he is.
Why do you want to embitter the boy with sad memories?
You can't force him to live the same misfortunes twice.
Just give him...
- Who did that? - Alonso! My son.
- You're home. - Thanks.
Let me go.
Son, I am your father.
No, you're not my father.
- Oh, God. - You're not my father.
- Alonso. - I have to save my mother.
- Leave me. - Alonso. Your mother?
My mother is in danger.
- I have to save her. - Alonso! Alonso!
Oh, Master. His mother is alive.
Leave that. I will do it.
Do you really think Juan, the man you were going to marry, killed this woman?
They found the scalpel he murdered her with beneath the bed.
And? Anyone could've taken it.
That's not enough proof for murder.
I don't know. I don't want to think about it.
- Why don't you talk to him? - Talk to him for what, Catalina?
At least to have the peace of mind that the man you were going to marry isn't a killer.
Look into his eyes and ask him.
He knows how to lie well.
He was doing it for months, Catalina.
I don't want to see him again.
I want to forget about him.
Won't you even give him the benefit of the doubt?
At least for how much he loved you.
I'll go for a shroud.
Close that door.
Thank god Margarita didn't marry Juan.
- We would be cleaning her up instead. - Don't say that.
Open that window. Let's see if we can let some fresh air in.
Since when is this window broken?
- Is it broken? - Yes.
Thanks for coming with me, Mother.
Don't thank me. That's for priests. And one more thing.
Don't even mention the Duchess of Velasco's murder.
But she died at our palace.
But if we talk about that, we wouldn't talk about you. And, if I'm not wrong
we are here to introduce you as the new Marquis of Santillana.
Juan is the king's cousin. We should say something. To say we're sorry at least.
Well, now that I think about it, it's a good chance to show that we're
afflicted by the news, yes.
I was expecting to see the Marquise of Santillana and her son.
Who are you?
You're right, sir.
This is my son, the Marquis of Santillana.
- And who are you? - The royal secretary.
I don't know what you're mean, but the marquise is the king's old friend.
And very well-known
- by everyone in this palace. - I can ensure you
that my son is the true Marquis of Santillana.
You can verify it if you want to.
Wait here, please.
It's not the moment yet, but when there's more trust
I'll tell the king we haven't been treated as marquises deserve.
Mother, we've been waiting here for more than three hours.
Don't even think about it!
His Majesty, the king.
- Excellence. - Majesty.
My secretary told me you wanted to see me.
Majesty, me and my first born
the Marquis of Santillana, came to introduce ourselves.
As you can see...
And Lucrecia?
Is she okay?
I don't know, Majesty.
As far as I know, she's on a journey through Europe.
I have a meeting now. I don't have much time.
I will call you when I consider it necessary.
As you want, Majesty.
We would love to come here whenever you'd like.
For anything you want.
And we wanted to offer our condolences as well.
Our sincere condolences.
I don't know what you are talking about.
Your cousin, Majesty. Juan of Calatrava and Fonseca
has been arrested for his wife's murder.
- Have you seen Nuño? - No, he may be in his room.
There must be a solution.
You're the village's sheriff. You can do something.
Don't you think that I'd have done something already if I could?
You could go with another learned person.
No. There's nothing left to do.
That testament is absolutely legal.
- Are you leaving? - Yes.
Tomorrow we'll transfer Juan to the military prison.
He'll be there until he's executed.
Is it definitive?
As soon as they approve the death sentence.
It's hard to believe Juan is a murderer.
Stop it, Irene. I didn't marry you to talk about work.
Why did you get married?
There has been a murder in the room next door.
Don't you think it's a little improper?
And do you think the dead woman will care about what happens between us?
Sir.
Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt you, but...
you should see something, Sheriff. When you have time.
I'm busy.
It's in the room where the murder took place.
The window won't close.
Do you think you can bother me because a window won't close?
What do you think carpenters exist for?
There's something more, sir.
There are mud stains just inside the window.
I thought it might be important for your investigation.
No one pays you to think.
Limit yourself to doing your job.
That window was perfectly fine.
This palace is more than two centuries old.
Can you imagine how many windows have been changed during that time?
- Yes, sir. - Get out of here!
Sir.
What will we do, Master?
We'll tell him the truth when he's calmer.
And put him through the same thing again? No, no.
He needs to know Cristina was murdered.
But why?
What does the kid gain by knowing the truth?
Tell him something.
That she abandoned you or that she died while sleeping.
Or any illness, something!
- We would only confuse him that way. - Confuse him toward good!
Let me tell you something.
I wish someone could've made up a better childhood for me.
I would've been much happier.
- I won't let my son live a lie. - And still?
You're the father. You have the last word.
But let me tell you something. I don't agree
with you on making the kid suffer.
I won't say anything more.
Let me go.
Alonso.
I have to help my mother.
Alonso, that woman isn't your mother.
What do you know?
Your mother is dead.
I'm sorry, Son.
No.
Is the brave boy scared?
- Stay here. - No! I don't want to be alone.
Mom!
- I don't want to be alone. - Are you afraid?
Is the brave boy scared?
- Are you ready? Go, come on. - Yes.
Alonso! Catalina! Take him away!
No!
Mom!
Don't leave me, please!
Mom!
Father?
Son.
- Thank God. - Are you okay?
Excuse me, just one thing.
Excuse me for interrupting this tender scene, but...
Alonso. Who's the woman in the woods?
Claudia.
- Do you want water? - Why are we taking this way home?
We aren't going home.
We aren't going home?
Juan is being transferred to a military prison. They'll go through here.
- Catalina... - You need to talk to him.
I'm going home.
Margarita. It might be the last time you see him.
Margarita!
Juan! Juan.
Tell me you didn't do it. Tell me you didn't do it.
I don't know. I don't know.
Nuño?
Nuño, open the door, please.
Nuño, please open the door.
What are you doing?
Leave me alone, please.
You haven't eaten.
I'm not hungry.
Come on, I'll tell them to prepare something for you. You have to eat.
I won't go out.
You won't go out?
Nothing from the outside interests me.
I know you're going through a hard time.
But you can't stay here all the time.
You have no idea what I'm going through, Irene!
Even if it's bad now, everything will change.
It's just a matter of time. You will see.
When your mother is back, everything will be different...
Nothing will change when my mother is back! Nothing will change! Get out!
I won't leave you alone in here.
I told you to get out!
I won't let you win, Nuño.
If you're not at the table for dinner, I'll come for you, okay?
I won't keep on living this humiliation, Sheriff.
You haven't educated me for this.
You've always said every man has to seek his own destiny.
And that's why I'm going to seek mine.
Whatever that is, I know this isn't my place anymore.
I have no fear of what I may find. If life has pushed me here
it might be because there's something better for me.
Maybe I'll never see you again, not you or my mother.
Explain it to her, please.
Convince her that she'd have done the same.
Where is she?
There she is! Get her!
Where is she?
That way.
- Here she is! Catch her! - Stop!
The crown of Spain approves his death sentence
through decapitation for the crime of murder.
Duke of Velasco and Fonseca offering his soul to the saints.
Accused of murder, Juan of Calatrava.
Duke of Velasco and Fonseca. Through decapitation.
I, King Felipe IV.
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Majesty.
They're waiting for your signature for Juan's sentence.
I need a moment.
Of course, Majesty.
He's guilty, isn't he?
That's right.
Sign then.
It's not that easy.
Why? Because he's your cousin?
Have you forgotten you almost ruined your campaign in Portugal to save his life?
How many times will you stain your name because of him?
I arranged that marriage against his will.
I'm somehow responsible for that murder.
That makes no sense.
I know my cousin.
He's a good man.
Yes. A good man who has killed his wife.
He deserves to die.
I hope I'm not wrong.
A king is never wrong.
He will be decapitated in two days.
We've put Mariana in bed.
Cipriano is keeping an eye on her, in case she wakes up.
Poor woman. Imagine what she went through.
I should've looked for her long before.
No, Master. I convinced you she wasn't in danger.
- Why did I have to talk... - You're not to blame, Sátur.
Oh, God.
- We found her in time. She'll be fine. - Oh, yes.
But how close where we anyhow.
How's Alonso?
Fine.
He's much better now.
He has better color than a peach from Toledo.
But Master...
- What is it? - Won't you stop thinking about the wedding?
I mean yours, with your sister-in-law.
After the bad time he had, I couldn't lie to your son.
- I'll talk to him. Don't worry. - Talk to him as soon as possible.
Before the woman is back.
The boy is so excited that he might want to carry the rings.
- Excuse me. - No, don't take it.
Don't take it?
Are you planning on going out?
Master, come on. One of these days you'll get to the bottom of it!
We have to go to Devil's Mouth.
I'm sorry.
To Devil's Mouth, you said?
Its own name indicates it.
You can't get out of there, not even dead.
If you can get away.
And those drums?
We announce that, King Felipe IV
has sentenced the Duke of Velasco and Fonseca to die by decapitation
for the murder if his wife.
The execution will take place in two days!
The Duke of Velasco and Fonseca?
It rings a bell, Velasco and Fonseca. For God's sake.
Because it's Juan.
The doctor.
Oh god, has Juan killed his wife?
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Once upon a time there was a kingdom of splendor and happiness.
Its king, merciful and strong
loved his people as if they were his children.
Until one day darkness came upon the skies.
England will declare war on Spain.
The hearts of the most courteous people turn merciless.
Hatred and vengeance possessed man.
Now you'll pay for everything you've done to us.
Nothing and no one was safe.
And even the most tender and innocent soul died.
Oh, bats!
I'll organize something big.
A spectacle like in the old days.
It will be an honor for me to participate and scare the English.
The boy is right.
They need someone to clarify some things to them.
Help!
I'm Captain Patrick Rocket.
- What do you think? - You look so good.
It's not very common for fathers to bring daughters in journeys like this.
A school teacher being in India isn't that common either.
Nuño?
If the ransom isn't paid, Nuño will be dead in one day.
Master, please. Go there and demonstrate Spaniard pride.
I'm just a teacher, remember?
What worries does a school teacher have?
Run! Run!
I love you.
I know his avarice.
He'd never reject a fine gift.
He has seen your face, Master.
Mother, I'm not alone.
- Get away from my son. - We're more alike than what you think.
You are beautiful.
Prepare your weapons!
I'll get you out of there, Master!
For God's sake! Get me out of here!
You can't do this to me! They'll go after you!
Nuño!
No!
It's enough.
She was the joy in this house.