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Previously on "Still Star-Crossed"...

Count Paris of Mantua never left Verona.

He was nursed back from the brink of death

by a servant girl that he and Lady Capulet

plan to use in some way.

Fair Livia.

You lift my spirits so.

Have you managed to bed her yet?

She's proven to be more of a challenge than I thought.

Aah!

How do you fare after your swordfight?

I'll live.

But I can't say the same for Benvolio.

Send me to Venice.

I want to meet with the Doge.

Capulet owes a large sum of money.

It's why they stopped their work

with only a month left of construction.

If your Grace would allow me,

I'd be happy to finish the cathedral myself.

I won't let them kill you.

What will you say in my defense?

If you're caught, you'll hang.

But if I go out there

it will buy you the time you need to get away.

I'm Rosaline Capulet,

and the man you seek left me here just minutes ago.

I must see the Prince.

Please take me to him.

I don't understand.

Prince Escalus is here?

Your Grace. We found Lady Rosaline.

Your Grace.

Leave us.

Where is Prince Escalus?

He's on his throne, of course.

He left the search for you in my hands.

I'm Count Paris, my lady.

I don't believe we've met.

Now, tell me...

how did you escape your kidnapper?

My kidnapper?

Benvolio Montague.

My Lord, there's been some mistake.

The Montague did not kidnap me.

What?

I left the city with him willingly.

Now, if you would bring me to the Prince,

I could explain all this.

You're upset. You're not thinking clearly.

I've never been more clear about anything in my life.

Let me take you to your tent and get you something to eat.

We can talk more about this,

just you and me.

Somebody stop them!

Please!

My Lady, what's happened?

Where is Rosaline?

She's been kidnapped...

by that Montague.

Help! Help! Somebody help!

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Kidnapped?

By that murderer?

My wife saw him ride off with her.

She... The girl was struggling,

and the scoundrel just held her tight.

She screamed, but of course, he didn't stop.

But why?

Why take her?

So that he has something of value.

To bargain with.

So, Benvolio was still in the city.

Lying in wait for a moment

when my niece would be unattended.

I... rue the day when I agreed to marry my flesh and blood

to the villainy of your House.

I would remind you, your Grace, of my generous offer...

Your offer to what?

To honor our commitment.

To marry your niece in lieu of my nephew.

Over my dead body!

Then perhaps you'd like to return

the bride price I gave you!

On what grounds?

The girl has been ruined.

No one will believe she could keep her honor intact

in face of a... a monster like your nephew.

Who on earth would have her after this?

Let there be no more talk of honor and bride prices!

Our only goal should be to return Lady Rosaline

safe and sound.

Double the guards at the city gates.

And tell them they're not looking for just a fugitive,

but also his victim.

Yes, your Grace.

Wherever she is,

we will find her,

and we will bring her home safe.

Paris?

What is this? What are you wearing?

Lady Capulet was kind enough to bring me some clothes.

Sweet Livia, we both know I'm well,

thanks in no small part to the wonderful care

you have taken of me.

But I fear I've stayed here as long as I can.

Must you go?

Now?

It's my father.

He thinks I'm dead.

I must get back to Mantua.

I should've told you earlier,

but I couldn't bear to see you upset.

I know you're better and have been for some time,

but it's just...

my sister.

Rosaline? What of her?

She's been kidnapped.

What? When?

An hour ago by the Montague.

Did you... not hear Lady Capulet's cries?

Tell me how I can help.

You can stay until they find her.

- Or until I find her. - What?

I'm no help to you down here.

But outside these walls, I have horses, men, money...

all of which I can use to bring your sister home.

You would do that?

For me?

For you...

Livia.

For you, I would do anything.

Am I never to get a moment's peace?

My Lord...

Yes, Pietro.

Out with it.

I passed by the cathedral just now.

There are workers inside.

That's impossible. We've stopped construction.

I told them all to go home.

They're not your workers, my Lord.

They're Montague's.

Montague!

Get out of the way!

Oh!

Montague!

Where is he?

Montague!

Lord Capulet, welcome.

Not sure you've ever been inside my walls.

Is there anything I can get for you?

Food, drink?

What are you doing in my family's cathedral?

Didn't anyone tell you?

It's our family's cathedral now by his Grace's royal decree.

Capulets have been building that church for generations.

And now Montagues will finish it.

I have done nothing but act in good faith

to stop the war between our Houses...

offering my niece's hand in marriage to a family

that has caused us nothing but heartbreak.

Let's not talk about who's done what.

My grievances go back generations.

I am so very pleased with your visit, my Lord.

But it's not a good time.

If you'll excuse me,

I have some blueprints to review.

My grandfather started work on that cathedral

before I was born.

He said he was building it for all the Capulets to come.

I never cared a whit for all the Capulets.

When it was my turn to keep building...

I only built it for one.

For you, my love.

So that one day, you would be married there

and baptize your own children there.

And see your own daughter wed

within those walls.

That's why you came to me, isn't it?

To warn me that it would be s...

stolen.

But fear not, sweet daughter.

I promise... I will get it back again.

Paris.

Count Paris.

What are you doing here?

I thought you were looking for Rosaline...

In due time.

Trust me.

Count Paris.

I have to say I'm rather disappointed

that you didn't come to Juliet's funeral.

I wanted to, my Lord.

I was just...

too overcome with emotion.

But to not even call upon us?

Well, we all grieve in different ways,

don't we, my love?

I meant no disrespect.

I do hope you can accept my apology.

We've all been through so much.

Juliet, and now Rosaline...

I plan to speak with the Prince...

offer to help in the search for your beloved niece.

Count Paris, I didn't realize how much I missed you.

I just wish there was some way

you could still be part of our family.

As do I.

I never expected you to come back here...

We'll need a story about how we first met.

When I ask Lord Capulet for your hand in marriage,

I can't very well tell him the first time I saw you.

You were pouring hot oil on me in his basement.

Whoa.

Bianchi!

My Lord.

Come.

I believe I owe you back wages.

Aye, my Lord.

Will that do?

Oh.

You're... most generous.

I have a side job for you.

And he didn't seem to blame us for Benvolio's treachery?

The Prince knows how supportive we were of Benvolio

and the Capulet girl's marriage.

I never wished for any of this.

And yet, you've been left to clean up the mess.

Put your feelings for our nephew aside, brother...

the Crown may not blame the Montagues publicly,

but mark my words, this is a stain upon our family name.

If it is, it will be wiped away

as soon as the dome on the cathedral is finished.

The House of Montague will be known far and wide

as the city's greatest patron.

My Lord.

Yes, what is it?

I'm sorry to interrupt...

And what of our name now, brother?

Where are all the workers?

I-It is the curse, my Lord.

There is no curse.

Then how do you explain the architect falling to his death?

Or the men who died when that scaffolding collapsed?

Can you not see this is the work of House Capulet?

I command you to stay.

I'm sorry, my Lord...

...but no amount of coin is worth my life.

I am sorry, my Lord,

but Prince Escalus is otherwise occup...

This cannot wait...

work on the cathedral is at a standstill.

Oh, how terrible for you.

The cathedral is a daunting project, Montague.

Perhaps you've bitten off more than you can chew?

Capulet.

Do you think I don't know what you've been up to?

Step aside so I can ask the Prince

if he's any closer to capturing your nephew.

- My Lord... - You murdered your architect.

You toppled the scaffolding.

You spread a lie about some "curse."

The only lies I hear are from your mouth.

You are nothing but a coward who hides behind his name.

What did you say?

You may be Lord of House Capulet,

but you lost your church

just like your lost your family's money.

And no matter how hard you try to turn back the tides of fate,

it will be a Montague cathedral because I will finish it!

- Stay back... - Get your hands off me.

- I said stay back... - And I said get your hands off me!

Stand back!

Get me Prince Escalus.

Now!

Lady Rosaline is still missing.

Your Grace, the city's temperature is rising.

Danger stalks our streets,

and the Montagues and Capulets

are back at each other's throats.

Your leadership, your presence, is needed here.

What is the meaning of this?

- Explain yourselves! - Your Grace...

My Prince, I must be heard first.

Capulet's man nearly murdered one of my own.

Your man was on the attack!

Because your man lunged at me!

Enough!

I'm sick to death of your bickering.

Lord Capulet,

your man will be put in the stocks for a fortnight.

For doing his job?

You should grateful I'm not putting

the two of you in the stocks, as well,

for bringing your senseless violence to my doorstep.

Now then, may I return to my duties?

What?

Just...

Lady Rosaline? Any word?

No.

Someday soon, the cathedral will be ours once more.

I heeded your words,

and I kept my promise, little mouse.

Without your warning, I would have been lost.

And for that I thank you, my sweet girl.

Beware.

I sent word of my arrival with no expectation of an audience.

Is there something I can do for your Grace?

Have you given any thought to what awaits you on the throne

when you succeed your father?

From time to time. Didn't you?

All too often.

There's been another attack.

He's kidnapped a Capulet.

I need to send more of my men to the countryside.

- I'm sorry to hear it. - As am I.

If I had my way, I'd be riding the hills myself,

hunting Benvolio Montague down.

But a ruler cannot abandon his people.

How many times did I think my father was a coward

for sitting on the throne while other men

fought his battles and won his wars?

But now that I'm here,

how can I risk the safety of all my subjects

for the sake of just one?

What news from the Palace?

Escalus refused my offer of help.

He believes he can handle the search for Rosaline on his own.

Well, you'll have to change his mind.

How much blood would you have me shed?

To become the Prince of all Verona?

To double your House's lands?

To rule your own city

while your father still sits upon his throne?

And with my family protected in the coming war,

my niece at your side, a Capulet heir in your cradle...

both our Houses will reap their rewards.

You yourself admit Escalus is weak.

Aye.

Then no price should be too high to take his place.

Were there no guards posted anywhere near here?

No one who could have stopped this?

There were guards across the square,

but we pulled them to search for Benvolio Montague.

On your command.

I will get word to my father in Mantua.

It'll take a day for my men to arrive.

Thank you.

And I will find Lady Rosaline

and bring her back to the Capulets alive.

Bring them both back alive.

Benvolio Montague will face justice.

And I will cut off his head myself.

As you wish.

I know it's not easy.

It weighs on me, as well.

But we've started down this path, my Lord.

Let us not have come this far in vain.

I wanted to wish you safe travels, Count Paris.

Livia, your blessings warm my heart.

And fear not...

I will not return without your sister.

My Lady.

Livia, would you leave us, please?

Yes, my Lady.

Safe travels, my Lord.

She's a sweet girl.

And you're going to make her a Princess.

She'll thank you, in time.

When you find Rosaline and Benvolio,

kill him first.

Then find out what she knows about our plans

and kill her, too.

Even if she knows nothing?

She's still Livia's sister, my Lady.

She should never have let my Juliet marry that Montague.

You wished to see me, my Lord?

How it is that we have no men posted

on the east or west walls, Pietro?

Does that sound like a well-guarded estate to you?

My Lord, this is the first I've heard of your concerns.

The Montague stole my niece from beneath this very roof.

Who knows what else they could be plotting?

We should beware.

Always!

What the hell are these doing here?

Lord Capulet had them commissioned, my Lord.

They were delivered just this morning.

My man lies dying from Capulet wounds.

His artists will have no statues in my cathedral.

Destroy them.

Yes, my Lord.

I need workers.

But the curse...

There is no curse!

Be that as it may,

it would take a miracle to get anyone to work here.

God helps those who help themselves.

On second thought, Virgil, let's keep the statues.

What are you doing here?

How dare you break into these chambers?

How dare you come to this house?

I need the money I was promised

for the business at the chapel.

Do you not believe Paris should be Prince of Verona?

That his rule would bring our city back to what it once was?

I... do.

But I have debts, my Lady.

And they must be paid.

So I need that money, or...

Or what?

Did you come here to blackmail me?

I only want what I'm owed.

Do you not know what a generous ruler

our new Prince will be?

I do. I know.

Do you not long for your children to be Lords and Ladies

instead of peasants just hoping to survive?

Because this is what the new Prince offers.

Mantua is the salvation that all of us have been waiting for.

Do not fear. You will get what you're owed.

Your family will get its title.

Because the new Prince is coming.

Is there news?

Has Paris found Rosaline?

Not that I've heard.

But Count Paris and I weren't as close as the two of you.

I... suppose not.

You were quite close.

I have a secret.

All these years,

I thought I'd have to leave House Capulet to find my love,

and then my love found me.

Your love?

Paris has proposed.

Someday, I'll be his Princess.

Livia, does Lady Capulet know of your plans?

Not yet.

Paris wants to ask Uncle for my hand

when he returns from finding Rosaline.

You must keep it a secret until then.

There are too many secrets in this house.

Very well.

Bring this to the Palace.

Don't say who it's from or how it came to be

in your possession. Understood?

Lord Capulet says no one's to leave the house.

He says it's too dangerous.

The family isn't to leave.

Servants can come and go all day long.

Go, Carolina. Now.

Move aside! Out of the way!

We've got him!

Get word to the Prince.

We've caught our killer.

Orlino Ruspoli, the cloak and mask of this...

this Fiend were found in your home.

Do you deny they belong to you?

The clothes are mine.

The clothes are ours.

You make no sense.

Neither do you.

That one so weak should hold so much power

- over the lives of men... - You will show your sovereign respect.

That man is not my sovereign!

How is it a peasant

can have rained so much terror upon our city?

I am one of many...

an army, born high and low.

But when the New Prince comes to sit upon the throne,

it's the peasants who'll laugh the hardest

as your head rolls through the streets.

And who is this "New Prince"?

The Fiend is an army.

The Fiend is everywhere.

Enough of this nonsense.

Why do you sow chaos within my walls?

The Fiend is an army,

and the New Prince is coming.

I am the Prince.

You are nothing.

Have him executed for treason.

The New Prince is coming.

The New Prince is coming!

The New Prince is coming!

What are they doing in our church?

- They got word. - Of what?

The holy miracle.

Please, your Grace, I beg of you.

Do not abandon the city.

Your job is strategy, Defense Minister.

So tell me this...

if Capulet's niece is slain by Montague's heir, at this moment,

when blood has been spilled on the Palace steps,

while the rule of law is being threatened by an army of masked men,

while some unknown enemy calls himself the New Prince

and plots to take over my throne...

is that not the final straw?

The match that brings the flames of war

to our fair city and burns it to the ground?

She must be found.

And I cannot sit by when it is my job to find her.

I'm the one and only Prince.

You hollow out the statue's head,

fill it with colored oil,

poke a tiny hole in the eye, and voilà.

The men are back at work.

Seems the Virgin's sadness inspired them to return.

Suppose you're found out?

Do you really wish to be burned for heresy?

Since when you do you care about anyone but yourself?

I'm just looking out for our family name.

As I always do.

Where are you off to?

Palace.

- Tessa... - Don't worry...

I'll be sure to tell them all of God's great gift.

We lost his trail at the riverbed.

I'll tell Count Paris.

But he won't be happy.

You must be famished after all those days on the road.

Have some.

I'm not hungry. Thank you.

Suit yourself.

Now tell me...

Why are you so intent on speaking to the Prince?

Is it wrong for a subject to want to speak to her sovereign?

He trusted me with the search for you.

Don't you trust me as well?

Of course.

Splendid.

After all, we're going to be family.

What?

I suppose I shouldn't be the one to tell you,

but your sister Livia and I have fallen in love.

You stay away from her!

Have I done something wrong?

I'd like to go now.

Please.

Let me go.

Lady Rosaline.

You're not going anywhere.

Count Paris has bewitched Livia,

told her he loves her, that he plans to wed her.

You knew of this?

It is an advantageous match.

I thought so for Juliet.

I am delighted for Livia.

You know who Count Paris is,

what he is,

no matter who they've got locked up in that tower.

I know when Paris rules Verona,

the Montagues will be wiped off this earth.

And only then will I have justice for my precious Juliet.

Justice...

or revenge?

Go now, Nurse.

Perhaps Lord Capulet would take an interest in these matters.

Breathe a word of this to my husband or anyone else

and you'll find yourself begging on the streets.

You ask to leave my camp.

You won't touch my food.

You don't ask me how I got to know your sister,

let alone fell in love with her.

I think it's fair to say...

you know some things about me, Lady Rosaline, am I right?

I'm not afraid of you.

You can't kill me...

the Prince would have your head.

I wouldn't kill you. Benvolio would...

in a fit of rage, before I could stop him.

Your only chance of surviving this

is to answer my questions.

Now, what exactly do you know and who told you?

I wish you were more like Livia.

I can get her to tell me anything.

How can you be so cruel?

I'm not the cruel one.

Escalus is.

You should know that better than anyone.

He forced you into a betrothal

with a man whose family murdered your own father.

How could you be his loyal subject after that?

My Lord!

What is it?

The horses have gotten free.

Tie up the Capulet.

- The murderer is caught. - So I've heard.

So then, why are there still guards all over our House?

For our safety.

Who knows what Montague will do next.

I won't live in a prison, Silvestro.

It is my sacred duty to protect this House

and everything in it.

Exactly.

I'm sorry?

The chest of gold, the statues, the horses,

every bauble, every book...

- Yes. - I am no thing!

Despite your attempts to make me

into some kind of object you can own!

And why should you be any more to me than that?

You loved my brother.

The whole world knows it.

And I was nothing more to you than a title...

a means to an end,

a path to you being the Lady of House Capulet,

which you are.

So don't complain about being treated as such.

So you lock me in this House to punish me.

I do not.

You lock me in this House

- to teach me some kind of sick lesson. - I do not!

You lock me in this House to hurt me.

Guards are here because we must beware.

Of what?

Of... I know not what.

Of s-something that's coming

that I need to stop.

What?

I've s...

I've seen Juliet.

She comes to me, or I to her.

In the crypt, she appears and says...

..."Beware."

You see her?

Yes.

Then, my Lord, you have lost your mind.

No, it's her. I-I know it.

You've lost your mind,

and you'll lose your legacy to the Montagues,

hiding in this room like a frightened child

too afraid to fight the war that's already at your doorstep!

Keep going, Silvestro,

and you'll lose every precious thing you own.

Stop right there.

Your Grace.

Benvolio Montague.

Drop the dagger.

I'm innocent of everything

I've been accused of, your Grace.

As if your word means anything.

What have you done with Lady Rosaline?

Nothing. Paris has her.

Indeed I do.

She's safe and resting comfortably, your Grace.

Thank you, Count Paris.

He's lying. She's not safe.

He's the man you're looking for.

Desperate words from a desperate man.

Take him away.

No. No, my Prince, hear me out!

If your Grace will wait here,

I'll bring Lady Rosaline from her tent.

My Lord, I must warn you.

Montague will seek his revenge,

and there will be war.

Then let it be war.

It seems your Prince is here to save you.

Escalus is here?

In my tent, waiting to make sure you're safe and sound.

But you were kidnapped, my Lady,

and I rescued you.

No one will believe that.

I left a note for Livia.

This one?

I don't think she got it.

I won't lie for you.

And if I scream now, the Prince will hear me.

He will. But the Prince of Verona is alone, my Lady,

surrounded by my men in my camp.

And I can kill him and you and Benvolio Montague like that.

So I suggest you do exactly as I say

if you ever want a chance of getting home alive.

And when we're back in Verona, remember...

I have spies everywhere, even at the Palace.

If you breathe a word...

...of me... any word at all...

Livia will be the one to pay,

as much as it hurts me to hurt her.

So I suggest you don't scream.

Not now. Not ever.

Shall we?

Juliet?

Juliet?

It's me.

If you love me...

If you love me, reveal yourself.

Lady Rosaline, are you all right?

I am, your Grace.

This... animal didn't hurt you?

He did not.

Thank God.

What happened? Where did he take you?

Juliet...

do you love me?

He... took me from my room at House Capulet.

We headed towards Padua,

and from there...

I know not.

Until she escaped, and my men and I found her.

A miracle.

He calls himself the New Prince of Verona.

Is this true?

Is it?

Yes.