I wonder if now I can finally know the reason behind this sudden departure.
Because it's time to go back to Vicenza.
My soldiers are all recovered, well-disposed...
Even anxious to go back home.
And I took too much advantage of your father's hospitality.
My dear,
Reasons for your departure exist. I recognize all of them.
But I'd like if you, sir, told me the real one.
Which, evidently, isn't any of those mentioned.
I must admit that it was
undoubtedly naive on my part
to assume your Highness didn't know myself well enough
to believe in such pretexts.
So...
I'm waiting...
Well, the truth is that, when I arrived at Artena,
I wasn't returning from a search expedition for gold.
Those men with me,
they are rebels who, like me,
have the mission of dethrone our king.
The king of Vicenza.
For years that several cities claim a new monarch to the kingdom.
And I suppose
that the duke is one of the candidates to the throne.
If the people wish so.
And also if they don't.
The fact is we are leaving now to conquer a village
between Artena and Angária's castle.
Once there, new rebels will join me.
And we'll keep doing so.
From village to village. From city to city.
Always recruiting men to battle against the king.
I see I'm not the only one with great plans for the future.
Yet another thing we have in common, Your Highness.
If my father suspects
that those were your actual goals...
Everything would be ruined.
Well then, duke.
You have my silence.
And my support.
That, of course,
if from now on I have your word that, once Angária is conquered,
we'll become faithful allies.
Your Highness...
We'll always be more than just allies.
I'll meet you at the lake.
For a farewell?
I can barely wait.
Afonfo, Afonso, are you really going to commit such craziness?
Rodolfo, we already talked about this.
My brother, evaluate your decision.
- Think more carefully. - Thinking...
Thinking is what I'm incapable of doing. That's why I'm leaving.
Alright. So you run to the arms of your beloved,
while I deal with the kingdom's issues.
I'm not running towards her arms.
It's exactly the opposite.
I'll be back in a few days.
My brother, nothing will happen.
You don't need to worry.
Besides, Cássio will be here to help you out.
My brother, frankly, I...
I almost don't recognize you.
My peace lasted very little.
- Your Highness, I'd like to reiterate I'm here- - We are.
- We are here to help you out in whatever you need.
Thank you...
but only people with problems need help.
And that was exactly what I didn't want right now: problems!
Your Highness!
There's an issue between two villagers and your mediation is needed.
See? See? Didn't I tell you? Problems! Problems, problems.
These are Belisa and Muriel.
So. What's the issue?
They both work at the marketplace and they're disputing the same spot for their stalls.
Actually, Your Highness, when today I arrived to work
this woman had placed her stall in my spot shamelessly.
This isn't right.
But Your Highness, when I arrived there this morning, very early,
there was no one there. No one.
In that case, it's acceptable you placed your stall there.
But Your Highness, my family sells ceramics there for three generations.
So the spot is yours by right. Issue solved.
But Your Highness, I only moved there
because someone took my usual spot.
And if that worked for the other marketer,
it should work for me too.
That's true. So the spot is yours.
But Your Highness, she needs to solve this with whoever took her spot.
That has nothing to do with me!
That makes sense too. So the spot is yours.
But Your Highness, if I arrive first,
shouldn't I have the right to choose where I stay?
Yeah, it makes sense...
You shouldn't have the right to choose anything, cheater!
- It's you that are lazy! - Lazy??
- You arrive to work at 11am! - One arrives when one wants.
- Ladies...
- ENOUGH! Enough!
I arrived to a conclusion.
On Mondays and Wednesdays, the spot's yours.
On Tuesdays and Thursdays, it's yours.
On Saturday morning, it's yours.
On Tuesdays and Wednesdays, it's yours.
On Fridays and Thursdays, it's yours.
And on Wednesdays and Tuesdays, Mondays and Tuesdays,
and Tuesdays and Wednesdays, it's yours.
Your Highness...
Well, the issue is solved. If you have any doubt, ask Cássio.
- But Your Highness... - That's it. You all can leave.
You!
You stay.
The rest can leave.
You two included.
Yes, Your Highness?
No, it's nothing special.
I'd just like to talk a little.
So, what do you sell at the marketplace?
Fruits.
I sell fruits.
Fruits. How interesting.
And in your free time, what do you like to do?
Do you like wine?
Who would have said, huh...
that such a bothersome like that would cause...
it would provide an encounter so pleasurable, right?
But why are you... I'm sorry-
Was it some-something I said?
No, I'm only a little-
I don't even know why I'm crying.
Well, if you don't know, imagine I.
Here's ahandkerchief. Is there anything I can do to help you?
No...
No, it's me.
Men always are always interested in me, but I-I-
Of course they do. You are a beautiful woman!
Why?
Answer it: why?
Why do I do this?
Why is like this with me? Why?
- I didn't want to- - I don't understand...
- It seemed like you wanted to. - I didn't-
But it did seem you wanted.
- GOD! - God?
God is watching everything.
Look, it's better if you leave. Come here.
It's better if you go. Yes, He watches everything.
- Your Highness loves me? - I do, I do.
- I do, of course. - Loves me a lot?
Yes, I do. So much. But right now, despite my love, I think it's best if you leave.
- You only need to turn at right and you'll be outside. Bye! - No, nobody loves me!
Crazy people everywhere.
- GOD! - ...help me.
Don't worry, my lady.
In case I'm asked, I'll tell Your Highness is in your room resting.
That's for the better.
Tell them I'm very indisposed.
And anyway, in case there's an emergency, you can find me at the lake.
Sir, the men are saying there was another quake inside the mine.
It wasn't intense, but it's way too risky to keep working.
What should I do? Evacuate the mine?
Sir, honestly, my team and I didn't feel any quake.
My men have no reason to lie.
I'm not saying they are lying...
But we know everyone is scared and it's only natural to imagine things.
- Yes, but it wasn't you in there working- - Samuel, Samuel...
I can only stop the work if facing a more evident danger.
- But sir... - Samuel, it's the prince's orders:
keep the extraction while
evaluating the conditions of the mine.
Yes, sir.
Diana!
I apologize. The last thing I wanted was to get in the way of your friendship with Amália.
No... But it wasn't your fault.
She was the one who came to me.
And what exactly did she say?
She said a lot of nonsense.
I'd rather not to talk about this.
Well, you are right.
She has to take care of her boyfriend and leave others alone!
Which boyfriend? Afonso?
Isn't he?
As far as I know, he went away and never got back.
He didn't even send a letter?
Nothing. He vanished.
- Let's change the subject? - Of course.
Let's talk of something more pleasant, for example...
What we will do later tonight!
High in the sky, the larks fly and then...
Sir!
- I only thought... - Forgive me, Marquis.
It wasn't my intention to scare you.
No, please, it was me who got precipitated and thought it was Catarina.
Excuse me.
- Marquis... - Yes?
I believe that Catarina went for a walk by the lake.
Oh, the lake!
God Save the King
More problems!
Unfortunately, Your Highness. But as promised, we took care of everything.
Great!
It was only a dispute between two villagers who claimed they owned the same steer.
But thanks to the law prince Afonso created, the matter was solved.
What do you mean by that?
Since when my brother creates any law in Montemor?
Well... Actually he authored several laws that later the queen promulgated.
Laws about land ownership, storage of grains, harvest of wheat...
Oh, great, great!
Apparently, Afonso is very good at creating laws.
Indeed. A good part of the admiration people has for prince Afonso
derives exactly from those laws benefits.
Aham...
Interesting...
Yeah.
For better or for worse, it's a practical and easy way of being admired.
Who knows, maybe I can create a law beneficial to all.
Well, but let's go back to the issues.
Does anyone else require an audience today?
Yes, Your Highness.
A farmer accuses his wife of adultery.
And he wishes Your Highness to establish a punishment to the lover.
And about this matter, Afonso didn't create any law?
No, there isn't any law about this.
Already home, daughter?
Did something happen?
Nothing I did not suspect it and that my father wasn't sure.
There's no Afonso who's a blacksmith in Montemor.
But how do you know? How can you be sure?
- Amália sent him a letter. - And this was the answer:
He doesn't exist.
Daughter... Maybe the boy didn't search well enough.
- Or maybe- - Mother, please, I am done searching excuses
to feed my hopes.
At certain point I would have to accept the truth and this point has arrived.
Daughter, don't think I'm glad with these news.
The only thing I care in this life is for you to be happy.
And we cannot doubt you seemed happy on his side.
But life sometimes mess with us.
Yeah...
Life trapped me and I fell right in.
I should've listened to you.
No, daughter. No.
You did what you thought was right.
And I can't blame you for that.
I don't usually like farewells...
However, I confess this one was unforgettable.
This is nothing but one of life greatest ironies.
We're never as close as before an impending departure.
Your Highness!
What happened?
To the woods. Go!
Your Highness!
Marquis...
Your Highness, the lake is proof that as whimsical as the nature is,
it would be incomplete without your presence.
Because in an harmonious and idyllic compo-
Thank you, Marquis. Beautiful words.
Forgive me. I didn't mean to disturb your walk. On the contrary...
I'd like to accompany with you, if you don't mind.
Of course.
But how did the Marquis know I'd be here?
Demétrio suggested I could find you here.
Demétrio, surely.
Careful, my lady. There's something in the woods. I saw it. There.
It could be a dangerous animal.
Marquis, that's not needed. It was probably the wind.
What's that for?
We can't risk Your Highness' safety.
Please, stay calm. With me, you, my lady, are safe.
But what this moron is doing?
Marquis! Marquis, it can be risky, it's better to let it aside.
My lady, you can rest calm because I'm here so nothing ba-
Your Highness, I thought you were resting in your room.
But from what I see, you are well disposed.
Demétrio....
Between worrying about Artena's issues, which should be your job,
and worrying about my life,
I suggest you to worry about your own life.
I can guarantee you it'd be the best for everyone.
Especially for you, sir.
Well. I want to communicate a matter of extreme importance
After intense thinking because of some matters brought to me,
I decided to create a new law in Montemor.
The Law of Fair Punishment.
And what's this law about?
It's about bringing justice to betrayed people. Cheated by their spouses or partners.
Idiots. I'll explain. With this law,
each and every husband with proof they were cheated on by their wives
will be allowed to demand whipping as punishment for the lover.
But will this work for betrayed women as well?
For the women? Yes, yes, why not?
This law should benefit everyone.
My friends, this law'll protect all Montemor citizens and families.
It'll bring justice for Montemor's homes. And above all-
it will leave my name registered in this kingdom's history.
When Your Highness wishes to promulgate this law?
Immediately.
It's asserted from this date on the Law of the Fair Punishment.
A law promulgated by prince Rodolfo which
aim to protect Montemor's homes and families.
From now on,
each and every citizen
will be able to demand public whipping as punishment for their spouse's lover.
This law doesn't foresee exceptions. Be this lover woman or man; plebeian or noble.
Everyone will be punished with as many whipping as the betrayed spouse demands.
One. Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Father.
Ulisses....
Will we resume training with the sword or
move to archery?
We'll move to archery...
So I'll get the targets ready.
Ulisses!
Yes?
I was just now at the square,
while leaving the tavern,
and you were with a friend.
Yes, I was.
Do I know him?
I don't believe so.
And is he only a friend?
Yes...
What else could he be?
Nothing.
Go get the targets ready.
Your Majesty,
I don't have words to thank your hospitality and generosity.
Not only to me, but also to my soldiers.
I wish you a safe return to your city, duke.
And we expect your regress soon for Catarina's wedding.
Absolutely. It'll be my pleasure-
to witness the union of a couple so-
Well...
They are made for each other.
Good luck, duke.
But this duke is such a likable guy!
Don't you agree?
Yes... Very likable!
Well. If you need anything, Demétrio,
I'll be at the library.
Your Majesty, without meaning to bother you, but we need to talk
about the wedding banquet.
Is there a problem, Demétrio?
Does Your Highness refer to Artena or
your wedding?
Sorr-
Who are you?
My son!
Mom.
This is my son Ulisses, Selena!
I came so we could go home together.
Of course, son.
But wait 'cause the prince wants to talk to me and Brumela about the supper.
It won't be long.
Ulisses...?
You attend the Military Academy, right?
Yeah.
Your mom mentioned it.
I've always had a certain curiosity about it.
Well...
It's nothing much,
Just training all day:
sword training, archery training,
hand-to-hand combat...
Oh, and strategy lectures!
And you say "it's nothing much"?
You think so?
I think it must be amazing to learn all that!
Maybe I'm not the most excited student.
You don't like the course?
I do...
I do, I'm just not very good at it.
Well, then we're the same.
What do you mean?
I'm not very good at what I do either.
Yeah...
Sometimes we don't have options, right?
Dad!
Yeah, son?
Eh?
Where's your mom?
Wasn't she coming with you?
Nah, she... Got into something back in the kitchen.
She said she'd come back later.
Prince Rodolfo, one time he wants to eat one thing, the other he wants something else,
then back to the first.
- Typical of Rodolfo - Yeah...
Then I'll prepare something for us to eat.
No, no. Leave it up to me.
I...
Met Selena today.
She works in the castle.
Selena, I know her.
By the way, she's a great lady.
Yeah, she seemed very...
nice.
Nice, hard-working and pretty.
You two could be friends.
I don't know, maybe.
You know what you could do?
Ask her out to the tavern, or to take a walk.
But we just met...
Son,
with a lady like Selena, one can't waste time.
What do you mean by "waste time"?
Let's do this.
You're shy, she is shy.
I'll talk to your mom so we can set a date for you, alright?
- No dad, I don't know-... - Great!
Great, very good.
Great, great!
How much longer until everything is prepared?
It will all be very brief, your Majesty.
Great.
Did you call for me, father?
Yes, my daughter,
I just got informed by a messenger
that there is a political impasse between the kingdoms of Masseria and Solsiera.
And I was invited to mediate said conflict.
But you have nothing to do with it.
And that is exactly the reason why they invited me.
Since I'm impartial, I must analyze the conflict with a greater exemption.
And come up with a fair decision.
This, my daughter, for many years,
have been a friendly and pacific way of solving Cália's conflicts.
It's been a while since I was asked to intervene...
And for this reason I can't deny such request.
When will you depart?
As soon as the carriages are ready.
Catarina,
during my absence, Artena will be in your hands.
It's a great responsibility I'm leaving with you.
Be at peace, my father.
I won't disappoint you.
Afonso!
Let's go. Let's go, let's go.
Let's get out of here now. Let's get out!
Come on, come on!
Montemor citizens!
It's with great satisfaction
that today it will be presented at a public
the first case to be judged under the Law of Fair Punishment.
A law that, as everybody knows,
was created by me
for the benefit Montemor's people.
Your highness,
I ask for your permission to narrate my misfortune.
Proceed.
My wife cheated on me.
I'm deeply sorry.
That's why I'm here: to claim the Fair Punishment to her lover.
And he'll have what he deserves!
And I repeat:
The law is valid for the peasants,
for the dukes, for the marquises,
or for anyone that has a noble title, without exception!
Proceed with the accusation.
Actually it's my wife herself that will make a confession.
Very well.
So, let her speak.
This is my wife.
She will reveal now who she slept with.
It looks like that blacksmith from Montemor is back.
We have a pending matter.