How many days have I been here?
- About three hours. - Three hours?
- Well, nearly. - Maybe Clara was right.
She keeps telling me I've got Attention Deficit...
Something-or-other.
- What is your journey? - You can't come with me, Bors.
I'm pledged to your service, ever since you saved my life.
I didn't save your life, you had a splinter.
Where is it you go, and why is it you must meditate first?
Someone I know is very sick.
He'll want to see me before he...
While there's still time.
An old friend?
Someone I've known a very long time.
- If there is danger, let me ride at your side. - You can't help me.
Not where I'm going.
I have to get myself ready.
I have to be alone.
I have to think. No more distractions.
As you wish, Sir Doctor.
Hang on a minute.
- The water. - The water, Sir?
I don't like it. I can't meditate properly without decent water.
We're going to dig a well. Right on ... this spot.
- There will be excellent water right here. - How do you know?
I'm very good at water.
- This is definitely a good spot for water. - But this is the ...
- 12th place you've made us dig. - Well, 12 is my lucky number.
Here! No, here.
Look at this grass! This is watery grass.
Well, you have all the water you need, now, and it's the finest in the land.
- Your meditation can begin. - Yes, I suppose it can.
- Except ... - Sir?
- You know what this well really needs? - Nothing, it's perfect.
A visitor's center.
Everyone has agreed on your plan, for the throne room extension.
But we're not quite sure what you mean by a "sun roof".
- Look at this coin. You see it? - I see it.
- Where is it now? - There.
- No it isn't. - Yes it is, I saw it.
Are you sure?
- I'm really a very good magician. - What is it you dread?
- Why would I dread anything? - You're always making jokes.
You never sit still.
Like a man in fear of days to come.
- I thought you were an idiot. - I know, I thought that too.
Good.
I was worried I'd have to break it to you.
Are you sure?
I've been avoiding it.
One last night. Then I have to go.
- You wish to be alone? - I have to prepare myself.
- Why? You've never explained. - I did something wrong.
I let somebody down, when I should have been brave enough,
strong enough, to do better.
And tomorrow I pay the price.
Tonight, I make myself ready.
Goodbye, magician.
You have widened my mind.
You do realize, you're still an idiot.
Yeah.
Good.
I have to be quiet now.
Quiet as the grave.
- I do not believe you're capable of silence. - Oh?
- Oh, we'll see about that, shall we? - We shall, Sir Doctor.
No more distractions. Total focus.
Bors!
- Are you any good with a broadsword? - Yes.
- Fancy a friendly? - Enough, Magician!
I do not believe that you will meditate. It's not in your nature.
If this is to be your last night here, then we shall celebrate.
There shall be revels.
- But first... - First?
Tell me your story.
Tell me how you came to this place, and why now you're compelled to leave it.
I will not depart this room until you do so.
- I suppose I do owe you. - I have served you loyally, Sir Doctor.
Yes...
Yes, you have.
Then begin your tale.
A little while ago...
a very long way from here...
I was looking for a bookshop
instead...
I found a battlefield.
Story of my life.
I've seen many battlefields.
But this one would be different.
- This one...
would be my last.