For me?
All these gifts...
but from whom?
But Duke, my daughter Charlotte is only 11 years old.
No problem at all.
The younger the better to become my wife.
Come, greet him, Charlotte.
This is Duke Roland de Guiche.
He will be your husband very soon.
Well? Did you like my gifts?
Charlotte!
Charlotte, hang on!
The Rose of Versailles
Kusamurani namo shirezu
The flowers blooming in the wilderness
Saiteiru hana naraba
they are without names
Tada kaze wo ukenagara
A gentle breeze
Soyoide ireba iikeredo
makes them sway
Watashi wa bara no sadame ni umareta
My destiny is of a rose
Hanayakani hageshiku ikiro to umareta
Born to live in glory and passion
Bara wa bara wa, Kedakaku saite
Roses, oh roses, blooming with dignity
Bara wa bara wa, Utsukushiku chiru
Roses, oh roses, withering with regret
Bara wa bara wa, Kedakaku saite
Roses, oh roses, blooming with dignity
Bara wa bara wa, Utsukushiku chiru
Roses, oh roses, withering with regret
Episode 19
Farewell, My Sister
I didn't realize how much better she's become.
It must be her tenacity.
Rosalie is burning just in order to avenge her mother.
Countess Polignac...
What if she does get revenge?
After being burned, what does Rosalie do afterwards?
If we can do something for her, it's that "afterwards."
I decided.
It was for the Polignac family...
and for you, too, I thought.
You can be a Duchess.
It's a dream come true.
Lord deGuiche is the Chief of the Auditing Agency...
and the King relies on him.
And most of the land in Bonnage Province is his...
Ouch!
Excuse me!
Mademoiselle Charlotte, I'm sorry, I've pulled...
Don't touch me!
Nobody... please, nobody touch me.
Charlotte!
No, no, NO!
Mother, I don't want to marry!
I haven't even thought about it yet!
And I'm... I'm only 11 years old!
Mother!
Sooner or later, a woman must be loved by a man.
THAT's a woman's happiness.
Now, hurry and fix Charlotte's hair!
We'll be late for the ball.
Yes, Ma'am!
Rosalie!
What's wrong?
You didn't go to the ball with Oscar?
No.
That woman, Mme. Polignac, will be there if I go to Versailles.
The more I see her, the more my hatred increases.
And today was my Mom's birthday.
I don't know what I'll do if I see her today.
Bon soir, Rosalie
Bon soir, André.
Did you hear about Mademoiselle Charlotte's engagement?
Yes, with Duke de Guiche.
The Duke is 43, and Mademoiselle Charlotte is only...
That's what the Duke prefers, I heard.
All clear?
Yes Ma'am.
Commander...
Is it OK to leave the party in the middle?
Commander...
Lady Oscar!
You shouldn't be alone where nobody is around like this.
My men aren't patrolling this far.
Lady Oscar...
If you want to be alone, please go back to your own room.
Lady Oscar...!
Come, I'll escort you.
Lady Oscar...!
Lady Oscar, I wanted to grow up a little more...
fall in love, and... and marry!
To someone admirable like you, Lady Oscar!
Come, let's go.
It's getting windy.
May I... have this rose, please!
Oscar!
You're late. It's already time to leave for work.
Where have you been?
Where is Rosalie?!
Probably horse riding. She's not in the house.
I see, that's better.
I don't want her to hear it yet.
About what?
Martine Gabrielle!
Martine Gabrielle?
It's Rosalie's real mother's name.
Rosalie's foster mother, Nicole Lamorlière, revealed it as she was dying.
I found out who she was.
When she was young, her name was Martine Gabrielle de Goulard.
But after she married, she changed her first name.
Chalon!
Changed from Martine Gabrielle to Chalon!
Chalon?
I've heard that somewhere.
Yes, Oscar, you must have heard it.
Her current name is... Chalon de Polignac!
The Countess Polignac?!
There's no mistake.
I have an acquaintance at the Royal Library.
And this is the result after searching noble family genealogies one by one.
I see...
What a pity that Rosalie's real mother is Mme. Polignac!
Rosalie, it was right here in this tower that I told you I'd teach you how to use a sword.
I also said that I'd help you avenge your mother.
But those words were all lies.
I said them because I wanted time to persuade you not to.
How ironic life is.
The killer of her foster mother was her real mother.
By trying to buy some time, it seems as if I've put you into eternal agony instead.
Agony?
No, Lady Oscar.
I'm not in agony.
Because to me, I only have ONE mother.
Only Nicole Lamorlière.
I don't feel anything, even if I'm told that woman is my real mother.
I don't feel any love for her, not even a little bit.
I only hate her more instead.
I'll prove that there's only one mother for me!
The one who raised me!
Forward, March!
To the right, turn!
To the left, trot!
Did you find out anything?
No, I couldn't find any sign of Rosalie.
But I found out where Mme. Polignac is going.
She's going to the Chateau of Duke de Guiche for a dinner party.
That's it.
That's what I think, too.
Rosalie must be following her.
How about this, Mademoiselle Charlotte?
If you'd like, I'll make you a room even from tonight in this castle.
You're kindhearted!
You took my joke seriously!
Help me, Lady Oscar...
Go as slowly as possible.
Charlotte is already asleep.
Yes, Madame.
Hey, make way!
How dare you stop your horse right in the middle of a bridge!
Move!
Both of you, raise your arms...
and come down from the carriage slowly!
What is it?
What happened?
Lady Polignac!
Out of the way!!
You're...!
Be quiet!
Don't talk to me!
Lt'll be over quickly.
All I need to do is to pull the trigger.
I don't want to die!
Don't shoot!
Don't shoot me!!
You can't shoot her.
A gentle girl like you will never be able to shoot your real mother.
What was that?!
This girl's name is Rosalie Lamorlière.
That should be enough to make you remember.
Mme. Chalon de Polignac...
No, Mme. Martine Gabrielle de Polignac!
Please excuse us.
Look, Rosalie.
That makes this girl your sister.
You were right.
If you pulled the trigger, she would have grieved next.
No... she's not my sister.
Because Mme. Polignac is not my Mother!
So... this girl is a total stranger to me!
That girl was Rosalie Lamorlière...
Rosalie Lamorlière...
If so, she's really my child!
The child I bore when I was 15!
Then, the woman that I ran over with a carriage...
was Nicole Lamorlière, who took newborn Rosalie and raised her for me!
H- How can it be?!
That kind Nicole...!
Oh, Lord! Am I cursed by an ominous devil?!
Please, please protect me from now on!!
Presenting Her Majesty, Marie Antoinette!
Presenting Count Hans von Fersen!
Presenting Duchess de Poinee
Rosalie! What a pleasant surprise that you've decided to come!
Yes, in order to forget it all.
Yes, that's good.
Well, well, Mademoiselle Charlotte!
Come in, come in.
No, no, no, please come in, please.
What are you so cautious about?
We will marry soon.
I'm just begging that I may be allowed to kiss that tiny hand of yours.
Now, come here...
Charlotte...
NO!
Pardon. Excuse me.
What? Say that again!
Yes, I couldn't hear it well.
A mademoiselle from the Polignac family is on top of the tower!
Charlotte!
I washed my hands.
So, I could become clean and beautiful again, like this rose.
I don't want to marry.
Charlotte!
I'm not sad.
Even if I'm told that she's my sister, I've never even lived with her.
We've only spoken once or twice.
It's not necessary to feel love, even if you're blood relatives.
Blood relatives can be total strangers!
Isn't it so, Lady Oscar?!
She'd dead, Lady Oscar! My Sister's dead!
She died without knowing that I'm her sister!!
My poor sister!
She was only 11 years old!!
Ai ga kurushimi nara
lf to love is to suffer
Ikurademo kurushi mou
I will take any suffering
Sore ga kimino kokoro ni
Until my love reaches
Itsuka todoku made
To your heart someday
Kimi wa hikari, Boku wa kage
You are the light while I am the shadow
Hanre rarenai futari no kizuna
We share a bond that can never be broken
Kurushimeba kurushimu hodo
The more pain I suffer
Ai wa, ai wafukamaru
the deeper is my love
Not reciprocated is the love I have for you
my eyes, they can no longer see you
Ah, Oscar?
Oscar!
Antoinette and Fersen tremble with their secret love...
while Oscar is broken-hearted in the rain.
And André's heart burns with a secret love for Oscar.
Where is this quartet of Light & Shadow, Love & Sorrow headed?
Next Episode in the Rose of Versailles:
Next! Episode 20: "Fersen, a Farewell Rondeau"
Fersen, a Farewell Rondeau
See you.