There she is, Master! I recognize her! She finally came!
Lydia and her friends arrived on the Western coast of Italy,
near the French border, on the beach of San Remo.
Miss Lydia!
Wait, Miss!
Don't leave! I must speak with you!
You must be Countess Lydia, there's no doubt about it!
Countess Lydia, you said?
My name is Lydia, yes, but I am no countess!
We were waiting for you for so long. Your car awaits you.
This is a good one!
Suddenly, she becomes Countess Lydia?
And she is driven in a Lamborghini!
I don't understand what's going on!
Wait! I told you to wait!
The sea is so beautiful!
Yes!
What a gorgeous palace! And what a view to the Mediterranean Sea!
Master awaits you inside, Countess Lydia.
The master awaits me?
Come in!
How beautiful!
Countess Lydia, this is Count Italiani.
Count Italiani?
Welcome, Lydia! But first you must rest, after such a long journey.
Yes...
This is your little salon, Countess Lydia.
It's beautiful!
And this is the bedroom.
And this is your dressing room.
Everything is at your disposal.
The bathroom is this way. Come.
Did you see the way the Count looked at me?
- I think he knew me. - It's only your illusion, Lydia.
There is no count in your family, I am sure of it.
Still, it's weird him knowing about my long journey, isn't it?
Anybody could guess easily, just by looking at you.
Then how come we are invited suddenly in this splendid palace?
Tell me, how?
This reminds me about a story I heard about.
An evil man brings women into his house.
He feeds and spoils them, and then, when they are no longer suspicious, he eats them!
Maybe he will eat us after we take the bath.
This would explain a lot about all of this, don't you think?
- Lydia! - They will eat us!
It's evil Boris!
I have seen! I have seen all of you!
- Evil badger! - Get out of here!
It is truly wonderful!
Count, please explain to me why am I here.
Why do you treat me like I am a princess, me, a total stranger?
Dear Lydia, today is your birthday.
It's true! It is!
I am such a fool! I completely forgot about it!
I am on the road for so long!
I lost the track of time.
She's just a florist's daughter, but she is cruising on an yacht!
Unbelievable!
If I'm not mistaken, the other morning she rode a horse, and in the afternoon she played tennis.
After that, she enjoyed a feast in the tea salon!
In the evening, he took her to the opera and had diner in a classy restaurant!
Yesterday morning, she played golf, after which he took her shopping.
He buried her in gifts!
What's the story with this count?
He is a well known man in the European aristocracy and he is rich.
He is a high society man.
He is seen often at the Ascot and Longchamp horse race tracks.
He owns beautiful stables!
On top of that, he is single!
Maybe he wants to marry Lydia! And why not?
This is ridiculous! Lydia is just a little girl!
You are right, as usual!
Thank you!
Lydia, I would like you to try on your new dress. If you want, of course.
I cannot accept your gifts anymore, sir.
Since I got here, it feels like I'm in a fairytale!
But I can't stay on and be treated like a princess!
I must leave soon. I must!
You must look for the Flower in Seven Colours, I think. Am I right?
You don't need to travel long and tiring roads for this.
What do you mean, Count?
I am looking for it too, but I have contacted florists and herbalists.
If they find it, they will let me know.
They are searching for me. They are experts and will surely find it.
I want to give you the Flower in Seven Colours as a gift
the day in which you will be presented in the high society.
You want to present me in the high society? But why?
Why are you doing all this for me?
Tell me! I don't understand your actions.
Why are you giving me gifts? What did I do to deserve such an honour?
And what do you know about the Flower in Seven Colours?
Tell me, Count! I can't wait to know!
Don't you want me to give you this flower?
Of course I do, since I have been searching for it for so long!
Then, we will make you a matching dress, in seven colours.
Come, Lydia.
This is turning weird!
I'm starting to believe that this gentleman can help us find the Flower!
And he wants to give it to Lydia in her first day in the high society!
What are you up to, Lydia?
I want to make my little inquiry on the Count.
Starting from his office. Come!
Mother!
It's my mother's picture!
I had one just like this one back home.
Grandfather said it was taken before my mother marrying my father.
But I don't understand!
What's it doing in the Count's office room?
If you want my expert opinion, this means that,
before your parents marrying, the Count was in love with your mother.
- It's a thought. - This is why he kept her photo.
This is not possible! I can't believe it!
Still, it's the only valid explanation.
Otherwise, why would he keep the photo of a stranger?
Indeed. Why?
Lydia!
Countess Lydia!
- Countess Lydia! - Victor!
- Countess Lydia! - Don't say anything, I don't want to listen!
I don't want to know anything, I'm not listening to you!
Aren't you interested to find out the truth?
15 years ago, your mother spent her vacation at San Remo.
I bet you didn't knew.
My mother?
She met the Count here, on this beach.
On this beach?
The Count fell in love at first sight.
They were madly in love.
That ordinary girl swept away all the other pretenders.
He invited her riding horses, playing tennis and golf.
He took her to concerts and high class restaurants.
They had many happy moments together.
Horse riding, tennis, golf...
Just like he did with me.
He overwhelmed her with expensive gifts.
And he finally decided and asked her to be his wife.
Your mother didn't want it and left to France.
Next year, she married a skipper, your father.
The Count could never forget her.
All these years, he refused to get married.
He lived with your mother's memory. Poor man!
He couldn't rebuild his life with another woman.
How did he knew that I am her daughter?
It was the hand of fate, nobody knows why.
Or maybe God wanted it that way.
But the Count saw you one day and he was shocked.
He saw your mother in you, so he wanted to meet you.
So you searched for information about me.
Yes. To be honest, he wanted to keep it all a secret.
But he decided to be your secret protector.
He wants to be my protector?
Yes, in order to assure your future. Did you refuse his offer?
What offer?
Countess, in the evening of your birthday, his eyes were full of tears.
He was touched deeply.
Because it was the same day in which your mother went to the Lord.
He never forgot this date, because he loved your mother deeply.
You can't imagine how much he loved her!
It was almost frightening.
Then he saw you, looking so much like her, in appearance and gracious attitude,
so he wanted to help you in your search as much as he could.
Try to understand his feelings Countess.
He does all this for the love of your mother.
Please understand him. I know you can,
because you are the daughter of your mother, whom he loved madly.
Don't refuse his offer, Miss Lydia.
What a touching story! It's like a fairytale!
So she has a rich protector. She is so lucky!
Why these things happen only to other people?
Don't forget that the real winner will be the owner of the Flower.
That's true.
Flower! Flower! Flower!
Lydia! Where are you?
Lydia!
Look, I have made you a wonderful dress!
- Lydia! - I'm here!
What are you doing here? It's not a proper place for you.
I was taking a little nap.
- Why are you dressed like this? - They feel good and I can do acrobatics.
Also, these clothes are perfectly suited for climbing trees.
Cador, Cathy, come! Let's climb this tree!
Countess!
I thought we had an agreement. You promised me!
What is she up to? The Count will be surely upset!
Countess Lydia!
- Stop it, Lydia! - Boris!
What do you want?
I am in charge with Lydia's education, I am her tutor.
Stop it right now... Come here, Lydia.
- I forbid you to touch me! - Quiet!
How can you become a lady if you behave like this?
Would you like to tell me?
I don't want to be a lady!
How so? But the Count will give you the Flower in Seven Colours
in the day of your entrance in the high society!
- Be reasonable! - I will find the Flower myself!
I tripped and fell.
Lydia is not the kind of girl who kicks older people.
With the education she received, she wouldn't do that!
I assure you that it wasn't Lydia who broke the pot!
The fish in it is very undisciplined and wanted to come out.
He is the one to be punished! He is naughty!
- Countess! - Wait for me, brat!
I'll teach you how to behave!
I told you, the fish is crazy!
I looked like a fool because of that brat! I will avenge this!
Like I said, Lydia received a good education.
She went to the best schools.
Enough, Lydia! Stop fooling around!
- Be careful, the branch will break! - Act nicely, Lydia!
- Stop playing and act respectable! - You will understand some day why.
Stop it, Lydia. It's your mother's tree, don't destroy it.
Before leaving to France, your mother gave me a seed to plant it here.
This beautiful tree grew from it.
It's the only souvenir I have left from her.
It's my mother's tree?
- Did my mother give you this tree? - Yes, it's a beautiful Indian chestnut.
I took great care of it, like for a baby.
But I never understood why she gave it to me.
- Does this tree make flowers? - Yes, at the beginning of autumn.
In the first autumn days, it gives beautiful white flowers.
Do you know what the Indian chestnut signifies in the language of flowers?
In the language of flowers?
The Indian chestnut stands for luxury and all that comes with it.
Luxury?
The count is very rich. He has everything and can do everything.
He can afford everything. However...
Now I understand. She wanted to tell me that no fortune can replace
the true love between two people.
I made the same mistake with you.
You want to find the Flower in Seven Colours yourself, don't you?
I promise that I will stop all my projects concerning you.
I don't want to make the same mistake with you.
I am sorry that I stained a little your image about my mother.
Don't blame yourself, Lydia. On the contrary, you opened my eyes.
Now I understand your mother's decision and I am happy.
This will not change your feelings for her.
She will remain for both of you an unique and irreplaceable person.
This is the most important thing.
I will never forget the days I spent here. They were wonderful!
And you said that I am a lot like my mother.
Having never met her, now I feel closer to her.
What will happen next?
He won't give her the Flower?
Stop meddling in her affairs, you evildoing badger!
And what will I tell Miss Sabrina? Did you think about that?
I must come up with something...
Lydia left for France.
Walking on this beach, she will easily reach the French Riviera.
It is only normal to return to her, country, after what's happened.
It's her mother's country.
Would you like to plant this bulb under the chestnut tree?
It will remind you about Lydia.
From Florent's bulb rose Persian crowfoot flowers.
The Count asked what this flower signified.
In the language of flowers, it stands for 'beautiful and rich man'.
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