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...
Virgílio, stay calm.
I don't know how this happened.
No!
No! Calm down!
No!
Afonso! No!
Afonso!
Let go!
Why?
Why did you do this to me?
Virgílio...
I didn't intend to.
This is not fair.
I-
Not fair, Amália.
He hit you exactly where he shouldn't.
He caught me by surprise.
Slowly, Tiago.
To be honest, who was caught by surprise was him.
Tiago...
I want you to know I have the most deep respect for Amália.
In fact, the most deep respect for your family.
- What happened outside- -Afonso,
what happened outside only concerns you and my sister.
And Virgílio, of course.
I lament bringing this sort of trouble to your house.
You didn't bring any trouble.
To be honest, what you brought was something else.
A light.
A light to illuminate something no one wanted to see,
but now it's perfectly clear to everybody.
Tell me the truth, daughter, did Afonso force you to-
- No - ...do anything?
Not at all, he didn't force me to do anything.
Then I don't understand!
You are a honest and committed woman. How could you have done this to Virgílio?
You're right, father.
I was wrong, I shouldn't have done what I did.
On the other side-
There is no other side, Constância!
Is it possible that not even in this situation you're going to agree with me?
On the other side, it's better that this happened already.
What do you mean by that, mother?
My daughter, the only person in the world that believed
your marriage with Virgílio could work was your father.
I think not even Virgílio was convinced that you liked him.
Are you crazy, Constância?
Amália has always been in love with Virgilio!
Father, only the most naive of men
and blindest of fathers could believe in such foolishness.
Tiago, please.
So you think I'm blind?
That I don’t know my own daughter well enough?
What I mean-
What he means is that there should be a good reason
- Mother, please - why Amália postponed this marriage for so long.
My mother, I also wouldn't want to...
- This is your fault! - Mine?
Clearly! You always spoiled Amália too much.
- Spoiled? - Yes.
You can't be serious, my father.
Martinho, you're blind and only see what you want to see.
And if you were in fact worried about your daughter's happiness...
ENOUGH!
I don't love Virgílio.
I never did.
It always- always seemed convenient that we married.
It seemed safe, it seemed like the right thing to do.
And I thought that with time I could love him.
But it wasn't what happened and it never will.
And for fear of disappointing people...
or out of cowardice...
I let this relationship kept going for longer than it should.
But now it's over.
Amália, I want you to know...
And you shut up as well.
Later, we will talk.
Your Majesty.
A messenger has brought very sad news from Montemor.
From Montemor?
What happened?
Prince Afonso, your Majesty,
he is dead.
Afonso...?
Dead?
But how?
He was leading an expedition in the forest in search of water
when his group was attacked by robbers.
He got lost from them, it seems that he got hurt.
Well, when they found him....
It seems like he had been attacked by an animal.
My God.
What a tragedy!
And Crisélia...
How will she handle another loss?
This is what I wanted to talk with you, sir.
Once Afonso won't be the successor of Crisélia,
and considering her debilitated state of health...
it shall be Rodolfo-
Debilitated? How? Is the queen sick?
My father, those are the news that come from Montemor.
The queen finds herself in an advanced state of dementia.
But...
The last time we were together,
she didn't seem sick. Not even a bit.
Actually, that was several years ago,
more than enough time for her to get sick.
What matters now
is that things got extremely unpredictable!
We knew that Afonso was a man of his word,
but if Rodolfo rises to the throne what guarantees us that peace will be maintained?
Sorry, my daughter,
I can't think of that matter now.
I will go to my room, to pray for Crisélia...
And her family.
Frankly...
I don't know to where my father's softness will lead us.
To where it will lead us I don’t know.
But he led us until here,
the most prosper period of our kingdom's history.
And all that through peace.
Which isn't a small achievement.
You think there's no chance of you two getting back together?
No. Impossible.
Even if I wanted to, which is not the case,
you know how Virgílio is, right?
Jealous, resentful, conceited...
It's funny.
If I knew he was all this, why was I getting married?
Ah, you should've been in love, and when we are in love....
Alright, I don't know either.
But anyway, what now?
You and this "Afonso".
We still haven't talked properly.
Do you like him?
Diana,
all this just happened last night.
Everything was too fast...
- Besides, I don't know Afonso that well... - Amália,
this wasn't what I asked you.
Do you like him?
I don't know.
Maybe...
I guess so, but...
It doesn't make any sense!
Those are the worst cases,
the ones that don't make any sense.
Trust me,
I know something about this.
Anyway, I think I own Virgílio an apology.
What I did to him wasn't right.
Yeah,
but what you did with Afonso wasn't wrong.
Virgílio,
We need to talk.
I have absolutely nothing to talk to you.
But I do.
Ever since I started having doubts about us,
I should have told you.
But it wasn't easy for me.
Everything seemed so defined,
the plans so well thought out and...
It felt like, out of everyone,
I was the only one who doubted our marriage's success.
It seems like you were right.
It's not about being right or wrong,
It's just the way I felt.
And how I feel...
- It doesn't concern you a little- - It does!
Of course it does!
I know I did everything wrong,
and in the worst way possible.
But I want you to know that it wasn't intentional.
I was surprised myself,
I don't know why I did that.
I think anyone can guess.
Well,
I understand that you have no intention of forgiving me.
I just wanted you to know the truth.
The truth is that you made a fool out of me.
The truth, Amália,
is that I will be a reason for mockery in the whole town.
So is this what is really bothering you?
What people will say.
Your honor, a reputation to uphold-
I do have a reputation to uphold.
What's wrong with that?
I'm a respectable man.
I command respect.
Unlike you.
Anyway,
I leave here my apologies.
But not apologies for how I feel,
because no one can be blamed for that.
Apologies for how everything happened.
Well then.
I called you here because I've made a decision.
Since I must very soon rise to Montemor's throne,
I need to do this in a dignified way.
Like a true and legit king.
And in order to do so,
to prepare myself for such task,
I decided today
to get informed about Montemor's matters.
The political matters, about our finances...
about our allies,
Anyway, everything I didn't need to worry about until today.
Fortunately.
Wise decision, your Highness.
I also decided to prepare myself in case it's necessary
to take the leadership of our army.
And what does your Highness means exactly?
That I will resume
my military training, exactly from where I've stopped.
All due respect, your Highness,
you never attended the Military Academy.
Which doesn't mean I don't have my own abilities, obviously.
Shield!
I don't know if your Highness recalls,
but Romero is one of our most qualified instructors here at the Academy.
Your Highness.
Your Highness wishes to resume his military training.
He intends to familiarize himself with swords fighting's techniques, archery...
Well, everything necessary to get him capable
to fight as the leader of our army.
If necessary, someday.
It will be an honor.
I'll do everything in my power
to offer the best training possible, your Highness.
When do you wish to begin?
Why not...right now?
Pardon the question, but
what's exactly the level of your Highness' ability
handling a sword?
Well, I'm not any warrior, but I'm not a beginner either.
Certainly.
Let's go, eh!
- Very well, let's begin with the defensive move. -Hmhm
I'm gonna simulate a frontal attack.
And you put yourself in a defensive position, yes?
That's easy.
Let's go!
- Are you ready, sir? -Yeah,hmhm!
It's slippery, it's slippery this sword!
Slippery!
Alright!
Thank you.
Ah, yes, much better! Muuuuch better.
Ah...So close, eh?
Position one.
Hmhm!
Sorry.
Let's go, ready?
- Next! -Ok?
Arrow!
Lower, sir.
Two!
Well, for a first day, I did very well, no?
Ah, certainly, you did very well.
Yeah, your Highness couldn't be in a better shape...
But what unfortunate news.
Although I've never met him personally,
Afonso's fame as an honored and brave prince
has long since spread through the four corners of Cália.
A tragedy.
No doubt.
But what will occur in Montemor now?
Assuming that with the declining age, the queen...
will end up handing the throne to her grandson.
What's his name again?
Rodolfo.
The problem, my dear duke,
is that we don't know if Rodolfo, like his brother,
is a man of his word.
In other words,
We don't know if Montemor will continue or not
honoring our agreement.
You're talking about the water and ore agreement, aren't you?
Exactly.
In the moment Rodolfo rise to the throne,
what guarantee us that he won't send his army
to take away our water source?
My daughter...
I admit that to me it's difficult to understand such pessimism.
Of course we don't know how things will be with Rodolfo,
but at the same time, why couldn't he come to be a good king?
A king that keeps ensuring the peace?
Perhaps Rodolfo surprises us.
The problem,
if I may offer my opinion, your Majesty,
is if he surprises in another way.
Breaking up the agreement and
sending his army against Artena.
This is exactly my concern, duke.
This is why I've been insisting with my father for a while
that he should direct more resources into our army.
Invest in the formation of more soldiers,
in the production of new weapons.
My father used to say
that a strong army means a peaceful slumber.
Wise words, duke.
Today, grandma?
Of course; the sooner, the better.
People need to be officially communicated
about the death of your brother, Afonso.
I even already ordered a symbolic funeral,
which will take place next week.
Well,
if this is your wish, you can stay calm.
I'll be by your side during your speech.
But it's not only that.
You need to say a few words.
Who, me?
But of course, you'll rise to the throne.
People need to know you, hear your voice.
Know what you think.
I understand, grandmother, but
at the same time, you know I'm not used to speak in public, so
I don't know if this is the best option.
You can do this.
We'll meet in the afternoon, at the courtyard.
Therefore,
I reiterate here and now, before the queen
and to all of you, my commitment to
the preservation of peace,
the immaculate honor of the Monferrato,
and the glorious history of Montemor.
Peeerfect!
Very well written. Congratulations!
Congratulations, very well written.
The "immaculate honor" part is mine, your Highness.
Ah, congratulations.
Well, I obviously can't memorize everything now, but
I don't believe there's any problem in reading
the speech.
Certainly,
what matters is that the words come out
from your Highness' mouth
with enough clarity and get to the people's ears
in a sharp way.
It will be a beautiful speech!
Yes, it will.
Especially if I can moisten my throat with some wine before.
What certainly
will help me relax a bit, please.
More.
Great. To my speech!
That will be memorable!
God Save The King
What I come to announce to you,
I presume that, by now,
is known by everyone.
Afonso, my grandson,
is dead.
With Afonso's death,
I too have lost a piece of myself.
A vital piece.
A piece of my own heart.
Precisely the organ in which I once placed my energies.
And my hopes.
My-
My perspicacity.
Well...
The best I had inside of myself.
Therefore, no longer being able to be the woman
who's been ruling you,
through all these years.
All I can do now is to collect myself.
And to give Rodolfo
Montemor's crown.
And this is my wish.
Once it was also God's wish.
But I'm sure Rodolfo, my grandson,
he'll accomplish, alongside people's help,
in a fair and honored way
the duty he now carries on his shoulders.
And his name will be remembered eternally
by my beloved Montemor's people.
I.... I would like to say...
that from the moment I'll rise to the throne
I will be also rising...
I mean, I'll be sitting
Sitting not in the literal sense of sitting, because after all the throne...
What is the throne if not the people?
And what is the people
If not their individuals...
Are you understanding anything?
Nothing.
Therefore, before you and the queen,
I refuse... I mean, I reiterate
My preservation with the commitment
Or better saying...
My commitment with the preservation
of the immaculate Monferrato!
What's a king?
- A king... - What to expect from a king?
And I'll say more. What do we expect from our future?
- Why do we expect? - Huh...
Why do we expect? It's a good question.
For what we can see, from there, nothing that makes sense will come.
God Save... Montemor.
There was no other way. I had to improvise.
And look the outcome!
It was great... Wasn't it?
I must admit that the duke has an interesting perspective about the war and peace.
They are two sides of the same coin, aren't they?
But there are those who never look to the other side.
Like my father.
Or like my fiancé.
Yes, I've heard about him, the Marquis of Córdona.
Perhaps I should ask if you heard good or bad things.
But I suspect I already know the answer.
What matters now isn't the answer, but the question.
If it's not your wish, why marry him?
What's wrong now isn't the question.
But who to question it.
You, sir, should ask that to my father.
And not to me.
How dare a man, even if a king, even a father,
to desire ordering in a woman's heart?
Now the duke is asking the right question.
Rodolfo, food isn't for playing.
Son, please, behave.
- Afonso hit me today! - No, I did not.
I was teaching how to battle.
I don't want to learn how to battle.
Son, it's important that a man knows how to battle.
Specially learning how to handle a sword to defend himself.
It's important for Afonso, who will be king!
Not for me.
Rodolfo, don't speak like this. The fact you won't be king
doesn't mean anything. You're a Monferrato.
I too want to be king!
- Rodolfo... - Leave it with me, mother.
Rodolfo... Let's go to your room.
My son in law, I think you need to have a serious conversation with Rodolfo.
He can't keep acting this way.
That's what I tell your daughter, your Majesty.
But you know how she is.
She spoils too much our youngest.
But it's good that Rodolfo knows
from early age that he won't be king.
- Excuse me. - This-
No, please, wait.
Please.
My grandson?
Stay a little bit more with your grandma.
- I need to go, grandma. - Afonso!
Afonso!
I think I own you an apology.
I think I own you a thank you.
My marriage with Virgílio would probably be the biggest mistake of my life.
If it weren't for you...
I don't understand.
I mean, I know it was your father's wish for you two to marry.
But you weren't obligated.
No...
I wasn't.
But for some reason I decided to accept
that was really my destiny.
My grandma used to say that we weren't the ones supposed to follow the destiny.
But it should be the one to follow us.
Wherever we go to.
I don't know...
Could it be?
In your case, for example,
You weren't the one who decided to come here.
It is true.
So that... wouldn't be the destiny's work?
Whoever may be responsible for this,
I couldn't have been brought to a better place.
Up to Artena.
Up to you.
What will happen now?
Nothing we don't desire.
Nothing that's against our will.
Nothing that tears us apart.
I... Hmmmmm
I don't know what happened.
This isn't common. I, I...
- Actually that was the first time - Second...
Forgive me, your Highness.
Now that I thought about it
- It's your fault! - Mine?
Evidently, evidently, evidently it's your fault.
Something wrong you must have done for me to not get it u... You know, you can leave now.
Because today it's finished.
I mean... Not finished in the literal sense but... in the sense it has no purpose in trying again.
Whatever. You can go now.
Ah... And another thing.
This can't leave this room.
Nobody needs to know I-
About what happened.
Of course, your Highness.
But has this happened other times, your Highness?
I think maybe two.
Or three... Four! Four times.
Well, there're some herbs that can help
by invigorating... the spirit and the body.
In my case, it's only about the body.
Perhaps not, your Highness. With all due respect, that's a common mistake among men.
Maybe your Highness heard the saying...
Healthy mind, healthy body.
No, never heard of it. What does it mean?
It means that for a body to work properly you need a healthy mind.
And why wouldn't my mind be healthy?
Well.
Perhaps because of the latest events.
The perspective of your Highness rising to the throne.
As if it weren't enough all the bother around this damn throne, now this!
You can arrange those herbs!
Yes, your Highness!
Lupércio!
Be discreet.
You need to think carefully, daughter.
I've been careful all my life, father,
what almost led me to an unwanted marriage.
Martinho, with all due respect,
I know you still don't know me.
And what is there to be known about you?
- A cheap blacksmith from Montemor! - Father!
- Well, isn't it the truth? - Yes.
But what's wrong with that, Martinho?
A blacksmith is just like any profession.
Exactly: just like any other.
Unlike a merchant, for example.
Look, Martinho, the only thing I can offer now is my word:
that I would not have a bigger goal than
making your daughter happy and protecting her.
Good intentions and promises.
But never forget:
you traded a prosperous marriage for this:
good intentions and promises.
Afondo, I'd like to say I don't share my husband's thoughts.
But at the same time... Everything happened so fast.
We know passion
has a habit of accelerating things.
Therefore, the only thing I ask of you both
is to take one day at a time.
Mrs. Constância, you can rest peaceful about this.
Soon I'll be back to Montemor, but when I get back to Artena,
we'll be able to talk about this further.
About our future.
Do you really think this is necessary?
Certainly, your Highness.
Considering the delicate moment the kingdom's going through,
the presence of the future king in town will bring a feeling of safety.
It's essential Your Highness ensure your image among them.
They need to know they can count on their king.
Who'll be by their side and who'll listen to them.
What do you mean by listening to them?
What the people would have to tell me?
- Compliments, your Highness. - Compliments!
Well, on that case...
Ok. I also think it's important to show off my dignified and serious reputation.
LET'S GO!
But what perform is this? Why the actor has a crown?
Well... Your Highness...
You know how staging are those actors.
- They must be doing a greek play. -Yes!
A greek play that mock their king?
- The king? - The greek king, of course.
Of course.
Your highness, shall we continue?
Surely.
Your Majesty.
Your Majesty!
Yes?
Does your Majesty wish for anything else?
No.
- Thank you. - Excuse me.
I know your dad had some admiration towards Virgílio.
Some admiration?
Yeah...
If Virgílio were a woman,
my dad certainly would leave my mom to marry him!
In any case, I understand Martinho's concern.
He doesn't know me well.
He fears for your future.
But I'd like to prove him I can make you happy.
One day.
One day l'll give you a pleasant future in Montemor.
Promise?
I promise.
But I'm not sure
if I'd like to live in Montemor.
Couldn't you, hmm
work as blacksmith here in Artena?
Uh... It's complicated.
But in due time,
we'll think about this.
Now I need to go back to Montemor.
I have business to take care of.
Wow...
But I won't take long.
I imagine Montemor to be chaotic now.
Chaotic...? Why chaotic?
Ah, because of the rumors...
about the prince's death.
Excuse me?
The queen's grandson who should rise to the throne.
He is dead.
You didn't think you could steal my woman, and get away with it.