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"Dear Sol, I carry the child of Lord Enrique de Arcona."

"I do not know how to face this adversity."

Do not forget that we have a deal.

Disposing of Esteban is not the same as receiving a letter.

I think I have completed my part of the agreement.

So, it is time for you to give me that letter telling you of her misfortunes.

This letter will change the future of Castamar.

I happened to overheard a conversation in which a person

mentioned a letter that could potentially change the future of Castamar.

We have to ensure then, that we get it.

A boy told me that her father is a murderer who is sentenced to hang.

Where is your lover? Where is he?

CASTAMAR, 3 YEARS AGO

Tell me!

- Tell me right now! - Here. Here!

Come. Hurry.

- Do not run away from me! - Hurry!

Thank you. You may have saved my life.

Francisco Marlango, Count of Armiño.

Sol Montijos, a pleasure.

The pleasure is mine.

Have we met before?

- I do not think we have. - Mmm.

Are you in Castamar as a lover of the Baroness of Turia,

or are you a friend of the duke?

Are the two incompatible? How do you know...?

I do not think that woman is good for you.

- Really? - No.

You would be better off with someone much...

funnier.

Experienced.

BASED ON "THE COOK OF CASTAMAR" BY FERNANDO J. MÚÑEZ

Before there is any misunderstanding,

you need to know I have a strict no-commitment policy.

I am married and I would not recommend it to anyone.

EPISODE 8 WHAT IS NOT TO BE

Miss Belmonte?

She is in the kitchen, my lord.

She was feeling well and persisted on going back to work as soon as possible.

Doctor Evaristo has given his consent.

My lord, we have a date for the execution of Armando Belmonte.

I am so happy to have you here again, Clara.

You have no idea how I prayed for you each day.

I begged the Virgin not to take you away with her.

Come here.

Thank you for taking care of me.

I cannot take credit for it.

Lord Diego, he was by your side every single minute.

Clara!

It is so good to see you!

I am so happy to see you.

Yes.

Well then, shall we work on the menu?

Come. To work then.

At your service, lady duchess.

You are so full of poison, child.

My!

You were bitten by bedbugs upstairs.

You do not think those bugs can tell noble blood from poor blood, eh?

Clara.

It is nice to see you.

Thank you. I was already missing the kitchen.

The date has been set for your father's execution.

It is in two days.

Yes?

Leave me, please.

I just want you to know that I am sorry.

I am deeply sorry.

It was you who signed his sentence of death.

But...

But I had no idea he was your father.

Had I known do...

You think me capable of such a thing?

I just want to help you, Clara.

Then do not permit an innocent man to be executed.

My father did not kill Colonel Quintanilla.

Good.

Then you should write a letter to the King asking for his pardon.

I shall deliver it myself.

Your father is a good man.

I paid him a visit in the jail.

He is fine. He is fine.

And he is so proud of his daughter.

I promise you I shall do everything in my power

to keep things just so.

I promise you.

You really were not that good.

When we first met in Castamar, I tossed the first coin.

It's an old French tradition.

Each time they make love, courters toss a coin into the sack.

When they are wed, In leiu of putting one in after each encounter,

they take one out.

And the reason...?

So the sack never becomes empty.

We may be the first ones to fully empty the sack.

Are you proposing marriage to me?

Absolutely not.

Thank goodness, because...

then we would have to take a trip

the type the French do to get to know each other better.

I thought you liked to travel.

I do, I love it,

I just cannot decide on a destination. You have Rome, you have London,

Rotterdam, Amsterdam...

We do not have to choose. We can visit them all.

A journey across Europe, and no wedding.

And with no return date.

I think it a very good idea.

To carry less weight during our travels.

Mr. Cruz. He meets all the requirements.

And he is willing to work in Castamar.

My dear, do not be hasty.

Mercedes, he was trained by the head cook of Louis the Fifteenth.

He will be most perfect.

Take my advice. Be patient.

But...

For the cook, my patience will only become her...

opportunity.

Amelia,

I know my son.

He detests decisions being made for him.

And he's engaged to you.

To both of you.

The capons have arrived in Castamar.

The capons?

An old custom from my late husband.

It is all rather silly, actually.

For as long I can remember, at this time of year,

the peasants come here bringing capons.

When he was young, Gabriel loved to look after them.

Putting them into the chicken run,

- feeding them... - Mother...

But then he felt really sorry.

Only to have them stuffed before our evening meal.

And so his father

came up with the idea to arrange a race on the day of Saint Gabriel's.

Uh...

It was a race of capons?

Each capon was tied with a ribbon of a different color.

And the first one to make it to the kitchen

was pardoned.

You should've seen him as a child.

- Oh, how much he enjoyed that race! - I still do, Mother.

It is actually a small tribute to my father.

So if you will excuse me...

I want to see them.

And the father that we so deeply miss

was also a good husband.

Loving, attentive...

loyal.

Mmm.

Even though he was not in love with me when we were married.

In our world,

that's how all marriages begin, you see.

Have you ironed the suits of the lords?

Lord Francisco and Lord Alfredo will come to Castamar?

That is none of your concern.

I ask in case one is more urgent than the other.

All things should be hastened,

except cutting ribbons for capons.

I want their suits in their wardrobes as soon as possible.

You can take it back with you. A pardon is not possible, Diego.

But, Your Majesty,

Armando Belmonte is an innocent man.

So what if he's innocent? Not important.

The people need to see the execution of the traitor

who murdered Colonel Quintanilla. That is it.

That is it. I owe them.

Your Majesty, I insist this man is not a traitor.

It does not matter. In the eyes of the people he is.

That is it. It is to they whom I owe an execution. Not to a daughter,

who would defend her father even though she saw him next to a corpse

holding a bloody knife in his hands.

His daughter is Clara Belmonte, Your Majesty.

And?

The cook of Castamar.

The woman who helped you the night you arrived at the mansion.

I am the King, Diego.

Hmm... I cannot pardon such sentences.

Neither you fall in love with maids.

Understand?

Your Majesty, can you not grant a pardon to a man who is innocent?

Look what we have on the ground.

The leaf of an oak.

Do you know what this means?

It is proof that winter is here.

Where is the proof that says that man is innocent,

Diego?

Hmm...

Bring to me an oak leaf,

and I shall order a postponement to deliver your justice.

Agreed?

- You shall have it, Your Majesty. - Good.

Lord Enrique.

- What a surprise! - I have missed you.

When quiet, you are generally up to something.

You know so little of women.

And yet, you, I know all too well.

I have been very busy. That is all.

Tonight the Marquises of Miramar will hold an informal dinner at their house.

Would you care to accompany me?

It is not a good idea to present myself so soon at social events, huh?

How could I forget you are mourning?

Shall we walk?

I so miss our conversations.

Give me one moment and we will go.

The Count of Armiño!

Is he settling in?

Ah, I see...

I know his family has properties in Segovia.

And that is where he takes his lovers.

I take my lovers across Europe.

When?

As quickly as possible.

Let me tidy myself up and we can go for that walk.

No. No, you must have much to prepare for your travels.

Some other time.

See you soon.

Miss Belmonte.

Has the king pardoned him?

Just a postponement.

But only as long as you can get proof of his innocence, Clara.

But it is in two days, how do I get proof in time?

By finding the war reports of Quintanilla.

The Archive of the Secretariat has all the information.

But... I cannot go to see them.

Yes. It will not be necessary.

I've had them transferred temporarily to Castamar.

Take them upstairs, if you would. To the library.

Cheating at cards again, Lady Mercedes?

What a pleasant surprise.

Do not expose me.

It is the only way I can ensure that I always win.

I was not expecting you.

Well,

I am simply checking everything is fine in Castamar.

The wedding will take place little earlier than expected.

My son has returned to his senses.

I do love it when I hear good news.

Would you care to take some air?

Oh!

A servant should've poured that for you.

If you will allow me, I shall clean it.

- Of course. - Thank you.

- Miss Castro. - Mh.

Are you setting up your office here or...?

I intend to prevent the execution of an innocent man.

The father of the cook then?

Yes.

He is innocent, we only have a matter of days

and there are hundreds of documents.

This one.

It is not important you no longer care.

It is how all marriages start.

Amelia!

I will make you happy, Diego.

I promise.

Amelia, wait. Wait.

I will be a good father to our son.

I give you my word.

Just as mine was to me.

This letter is for Hernaldo de la Marca. It is urgent.

And show my guest in.

Come in, my lord.

Lord Enrique, I came as soon as I could.

Do you recall our deal?

- Yes, of course. - Yes.

We are in line to earn much money

constructing sewer works in Madrid.

Yes.

But the works have yet to start.

What have you done with the money advanced by the Crown?

We had some problems, but...

This is a list of creditors you have swindled, just as you swindled me.

You came to me for...

I used many favours to ensure we were given that project.

You will hand back that money.

I do not care where you lost it.

I will need some time to get...

You do not have time!

I know you have friends, and some very close,

like Lord Alfredo, for example.

You have one day.

I did not know you painted.

If we find the letter, we will surely expose Enrique.

I can do it alone.

No. No, it is too dangerous. We will do it together.

If Enrique finds you in his mansion, you will have no excuse.

If he finds me, it is just a black stealing from a noble.

Who will go to prison, Daniel.

That or much worse.

You will visit me, I hope.

I will return with the letter.

I assure you.

Daniel, it must carry our coat of arms.

Miss Castro sent it from Castamar.

There, so pretty.

- Very good. - Very beautiful.

Very good.

How is the cook?

Very well. Thank God, she is very well.

No... I do not mean her health.

I am worried she may be confusing

the kind heart of Diego with...

with a different sentiment.

Ah...

She should follow your example.

- Mine? - Mmm.

Please.

Not at all. How could Clara follow my...? No, no.

Your friend, what is his name, Roberto?

- Mmm. - Mh?

Roberto, so handsome.

Well educated.

And of your social class.

Well, he is a little stubborn sometimes.

Mh. You selected very well. Believe me.

And one...

One within your reach. Possible.

If Clara feels she has a chance with Lord Diego...

she will only suffer.

Or worse yet, become sick again.

We should definitely help her.

Yes, we should help her.

Just tell me if she meets Lord Diego.

And tell me...

Anything they say that could harm her.

So you are asking me to watch them.

I do not know if I could do that, Miss Amelia.

See, Clara is my friend,

- and... - Lord Diego thinks nothing of her.

Elisa.

And especially now that...

I am not sure if I should tell you this, but...

But I am sure you will keep our secret.

Mh?

Of course.

I am with child now!

Diego is mad with happiness.

Lady Mercedes... pff! She just cannot wait for the wedding.

Do you understand now?

Clearly.

It is for her.

Kneel down.

Kneel here.

My lady, please.

Look.

A gift for you.

For the finest lady's maid

in the world.

Beautiful.

Thank you, my lady.

If you will excuse me.

You have no idea how many boxes I had to take upstairs.

I just hope they do not return them.

- Elisa, are you listening? - Mh?

Yes, yes.

No, I was not listening. You were saying? Sorry.

Nothing.

I really like you in that brooch.

Oh... It was given to me by Miss Castro,

but I will take it off when I go to my room.

Why?

Oh, It is nothing, I just do not feel comfortable wearing it.

Come, don't talk nonsense, huh?

You're the lady's maid now, so let it show, mh?

Good evening.

I have until tomorrow. Not a day more.

Alfredo, you are the only one I can trust.

I need that money. I beg you.

And what is it?

What trouble are you in, Ignacio?

This is just the first warning.

- If you do not help me... - No. Not this time.

I am sorry.

But I will pay you back.

We both know you won't.

This is not about money.

What you and I are doing is killing us.

It is time we take the consequences.

Can you see I'm asking you for help?

Why don't we...?

Why don't we go to the bedroom?

No, no, no. You don't understand.

There is no place,

not a single one, where we can hide.

The only judge that matters to me is always present see?

I need to let them heal.

Please, show the gentleman out.

No, no, no, no, no. Alfredo, they will kill me.

If I don't get the money, they are going to finish me off.

Please. I beg of you.

I am sorry.

I shall pray for you.

My God.

Hundreds of documents in no order, and we only have a day.

And a night.

We will find that proof if we try, we can do it.

I will start with this one.

You never give up, do you?

I discovered that when you almost...

It seems weird, to say out loud

but you somehow gave strength to me.

I recall nothing.

Clara.

I found you at last.

Sorry to bother you.

You are needed in the kitchen.

Miss Castro has asked for some soup

to be made with poached eggs and cornbread.

Excuse me?

At this hour in the morning?

No, let an assistant deal with it.

I am the cook. It is my job.

I shall return as soon as I can.

My lady,

the food you ordered.

Soup and lightly poached eggs.

And cornbread.

It looks so good.

Alas I do not want it.

Custard.

And muffins, muffins.

And hurry up. Or I may change my mind once more.

It upsets you?

That the future Duchess of Castamar gives you orders?

I shall prepare it as quickly as I can.

Did anyone bet on the blue one?

No, all yours.

- No, wait. I prefer the red one. - No, the red one is mine.

Beatriz.

Boil some water for the sheets.

It will help with the bedbugs.

Since when does she use makeup?

Yesterday we saw her going out at a very odd time.

And well into the night, she was neither in her room or her office.

She did not sleep here?

Maybe she's found a beau.

Or a lover, a duke.

- A wager? - Yes.

Maybe she also works in another hacienda.

Stupid, she needs makeup for that?

Carmen,

the gullible, says it is a job.

What do you say, Elisa?

I will bet on green.

Here. You write it down, killjoy.

- And Clara did not bet? - She must be still sleeping.

Miss Castro had her cook all the night through.

Yes.

- May I come in? - Yes.

I was looking for you because I need to tell you something.

Here also nothing.

And we have less than a day.

I wish I could help you, but I do not know how.

You do help, by being here with me.

And Diego... The lord

has been looking over documents since yesterday.

He will not stop until he finds something.

You have feelings for him, Clara?

Me?

Why would you ask me such a thing?

Because I cannot see you suffer.

In this life, Clara, there are two types of people.

The possible and the impossible.

Roberto, for example, is possible, that is why I shall marry him.

But Lord Diego, Clara...

I do not have feelings for him, if it worries you so.

Indeed, I am furious.

He is the Secretary of the Council.

It was he who signed the sentence of my father.

To be fair, he is also the one who helps you save him.

And the one who did not leave your side for a single moment when you were sick.

Yes also that.

I heard him cry.

That I remember.

Because you love him.

He is the Duke of Castamar. He is betrothed to Miss Castro.

He is impossible.

So what did you want to tell me?

Nothing. We are betting on the capons with the others and you have to pick a color.

Pardon the manners of my friend, he does not rise early.

I do hope that Lord Alfredo has been generous.

No?

I promise you I've tried but I have no way of getting the money.

Alfredo Carrión has terminated our friendship.

I will do whatever it takes to get you the money.

I will work for you, please, I beg of you, please...

do not hurt me. Please.

Please. Please, please do not...

Sorry to keep you waiting, Lord Ignacio.

I would like that you to put the sewer project back in motion.

This is a higher amount than I need.

Well...

Pay your debts with it.

I suppose you must have some.

Thank you.

I want one thing in return.

Anything.

Proof of your relations with Alfredo de Carrión.

Letters, gifts.

No, I can't do that.

Yes, yes, you can.

You have no choice.

What about the tomatoes? Sauté them?

Go ask Clara.

Clara.

Duchess, what should I do with the tomatoes?

"Colonel Quintanilla has decided to deploy his men by the shore."

Colonel Vélmez, replacement of the deceased Colonel Quintanilla,

- has given the army new coordinates." - The deceased Colonel Quintanilla?

One day he is giving orders

and planning strategies, and the next they refer to him as deceased.

- It makes no sense. - No it does. A missing page.

Exactly the one of the death of Quintanilla.

Someone did not want the truth to be known.

- And intended to incriminate my father. - We have it.

The missing page though, where do we find it?

At the Royal Archive. It keeps a copy of every document.

We just need a little luck. Prepare my horse. I shall leave.

- But, do we have time? - Yes.

We shall have a postponement.

I have the oak leaf.

Mr. Elquiza,

everyone has bet but you.

You may choose the color with fewer bets.

BEATRIZ - RED ROBERTO - ORANGE

ÚRSULA IS ABSENT FROM CASTAMAR DUE TO:

WORK - CARMEN LOVER - BEATRIZ

I want everybody here immediately.

Whose idea was this?

Everyone's?

Fine.

So no wages for any of you then.

I did not know it was the same paper.

What Mrs. Úrsula does outside Castamar is none of your concern,

let alone a reason to bet.

Sir, last night she went out during working hours

but she was not back by the early hours. Does that not seem strange to you?

It is not my concern.

But it seems to be.

Why do you take this so badly.

Could you be a little jealous?

Beatriz.

All of you, back to work.

Are you feeling well, Mrs. Úrsula?

I am working. As all of us should be doing.

I just wanted to tell you that if you need anything...

If you have any problem, you can count on me.

I recently noticed you have been absent from Castamar more than usual.

Are you betting as well?

Or have you come here simply to cast doubt on the service and proclaim a winner?

Absolutely not.

Precisely, when I found out... - I am asking you please

to continue as you were.

Do not worry for me.

Are you like this because of Mrs. Úrsula?

It was not that bad.

I saw something.

And I must act.

But if I do, I will end up harming

the one person that I really want to harm the least.

Then do not do it.

But then I shall be breaking my word.

So, whatever you do, and I do not know what it is,

you will feel bad.

Sometimes...

it helps to walk in the shoes of the other person.

And what might also help would be a kiss.

- And now? - Nothing, I just wanted a kiss.

And to make you laugh.

Whatever you do, it will be right. Mh?

The King has granted the postponement.

I found the copy of the war journal

and requested it be sent to Castamar.

Thank you.

And thank you also for saving my life.

I know you did not leave my side for a moment.

Someone told you?

They did not have to.

No, I should thank you.

Thank you.

I shall tell you when I receive the copy.

Lady Sol Montijos?

We would like to talk to you about the death of your husband,

Esteban de Villamar.

And have you found the culprit?

Do you know if your husband had any unpaid debt, or any enemy?

No. He did not.

My husband was assaulted by a thief, well, you know that...

Your husband was not assaulted by a thief.

But all his belongings, they were missing, yes?

His ring is missing. We are looking for it.

It will give us a clue to put it all together.

And his watch. His watch was also stolen.

The watch has turned up.

It was given to us by a witness.

Maybe this will be of help.

Someone dropped it, a handsome young, man,

who was running, as if fleeing.

He unknowingly dropped the watch while he was running away.

Surely he was a gentleman,

who faked a robbery with the intention to throw us off his trail.

Why would you tell me all of this, and I do not like your tone.

- Lady Montijos. - Marchioness of Villamar.

We know about your relationship with Francisco Marlango.

Could it be you found the marquis to be a problem?

I do not have to answer that question.

Do not worry.

We are very close to finding out the truth.

My lady. My condolences.

They know everything.

- Are you behind this? - Relax.

I did it in a way that no one shall ever suspect you.

But they suspect Francisco.

A murder necessitates a culprit.

If not, we would all become suspects.

If there is a murderer, the matter is solved.

I want the ring of Esteban.

I no longer have it.

Where is it?

Where did you put it?

Agh! When will this all stop!

Where is the ring?

Where is the damn ring?

Where is it?

Where did you put it, Enrique?

Tell me where it is or I swear I will kill you.

It is not here.

When you said you were going to Europe,

well, I had to make haste.

I could not allow Francisco to go scot free.

It will only be days or hours

until the Royal Guard find the ring in Francisco's room in Castamar.

And put that down. You know you will not use it.

I must go to Castamar.

Good God, Enrique, how could you do something like this?

You recall it was you who wanted rid of Esteban.

And I want the same with Diego, and all that surrounds him.

And I hope you do not try to stop me, for that would be unjust

I only ask you to please leave Francisco out of all of this.

Where is that Sol Montijos who never fell in love with anyone?

Where, eh?

Enjoy your travels.

And your liberty.

Send a carriage to the mansion of the Count of Armiño.

Ensure that he comes here immediately.

Ready...

steady,

Go!

Green, green, green!

Go, go, go!

Go, red, go.

- There it goes! - Carmen, grab it!

- Ah! - Ah!

Ah, where to put it?

I am thankful, but... I have no use for it.

I did not know our trip was so imminent.

Why such a hurry?

But why wait?

There is a freighter leaving Santander in a couple of days.

If we leave now, we will be on time.

We must leave now.

What is it?

The Royal Guard will charge you for the murder of Esteban.

We must get out of the country before they arrest you.

But I did nothing.

But they believe that you did.

Sol, calm down. To accuse they need to prove it.

It is a trap of Enrique.

He set everything up to have you accused of the murder of Esteban.

We must go to the Guard. Tell them everything.

They will not believe us, you will be executed.

When Esteban died I was in Castamar.

There are witnesses.

It really would not matter.

We must leave now.

And spend our lives running for no reason?

I have some powerful friends, more than Enrique, I assure you.

Do this for me.

I cannot lose you now.

We can be happy in another place.

Is there... something you should tell me?

Well then you need not worry.

You will not lose me, I promise.

I shall ready a carriage

and go to the guard quarters.

Call the coachman. The lady and I are leaving.

Are you ready?

Mh.

It was I who ordered the murder of Esteban.

Forgive me.

Ah...

First the broth, and then coat the foie.

And, Beatriz, when Carmen is done cleaning the capon, gut it.

All the capons you have stuffed already. You know what you are doing.

Elisa, I left the green ribbon in your room.

Clara,

I need to speak with you. Do you have a moment?

- Yes. - Shall we?

I have done something ugly.

Before I tell you,

I need to know that you will pardon me.

I have been watching you.

And it is my fault you spent the whole night cooking for Miss Castro.

She asked me to tell her if I saw you with Lord Diego.

It was just that once, it was.

And I did not tell a soul about you being in love, I promise.

The one who should feel bad is her.

For asking you to spy on me.

Well, she also has her reasons.

She is with child.

What?

She is with child, Clara.

The father is Lord Diego.

She asked me not to tell anyone, but...

I thought that you should know.

When I was on the verge of death,

Diego told me that love conquers all.

Clara.

I am fine, Elisa. I must keep working on the capons.

Love conquers nothing.

This will be the first time I cook capon stuffed with foie.

No one knows my secret.

One more that no one knows about.

Secrets, they become part of us.

They are inevitable.

However much we hide them, they do not disappear.

We can merely disguise them.

And act as if they were never there.

I have it.

I shall see you by the cliff of Lavapiés,

at a place known as the Hall.

It is urgent.

If you would excuse me.

Like when the culprit discovers

that to be innocent, it is enough only to appear so.

Sometimes it is necessary to entrust the secret to someone.

Along with it, you hand them your liberty.

Because the most valuable thing about a secret...

is that it never comes to light.

My lord, it has arrived.

Thank you.

This is it.

It cannot be.

Is everything all right, my lord?

Armando Belmonte has lied to us.

It was him who murdered Colonel Quintanilla.

I've read the page that was missing.

It does not help your father.

It confirms that he assassinated Quintanilla.

Amelia,

you look incredible.

- Ah! - Sit down. Call Doctor Evaristo, quickly!

Miss Castro... She's bleeding.

Have you told that cook that I am with child then?

Why did you come? Ah!

You and I are the same, and you know it.

Who are you?

Finally you will get what you deserve.

Lord Gabriel is not here.

I want him alive.

"I had to amputate his leg, but I managed to save his life."

My father was not at the camp, it couldn't have been him.

Now I understand your obsession for revenge.

It would be for me a great honor to accompany the lovely Miss Castro

to the altar on the day of her wedding.

They seem contractions.

Do not let me lose the baby, please.

I certainly had not planned to marry Miss Castro.

You see if Miss Castro were to lose the baby, God forbid,

nobody need know until after the wedding.