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We have a spy
inside the cantii citadel.

This spy tells me
kerra came to see you.

What deal did you make with her?

Lokka himself is here.

So why did
the druids cast you out?

Because
I was possessed by pwykka.

He's one of the three
demon kings.

So he's still inside you?

Pwykka's been asleep
for a year now,

but with all these rumblings,

I feel him.

If lokka is here,
pwykka won't be far behind.

Veran took the Roman general
to the underworld.

Follow his footsteps.

Only then will you know
what it is he seeks,

and what might save us.

It's you.

You will defeat them.

I must hurry.

Pwykka!

J“ thrown like a star
in my vast sleep j“

j“ I opened my eyes
to take a peek j“

j“ to find
that I was by the sea j“

j“ gazing with tranquillity j“

j“ 'twas then
when the hurdy gurdy man j“

j“ came singing songs of love j“

j“ then when
the hurdy gurdy man j“

j“ came singing j“

j“ songs of love j“

j“ hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy j“

j“ hurdy gurdy gurdy, he sang j“

j“ hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy j“

j“ hurdy gurdy gurdy, he sang j“

Go on, see what's happening.

I pledge eternal loyalty,
my queen.

May the gods protect you.

Lindon of the Gaul,

come forward.

You have proved yourself
a noble warrior

in the service of my father.

If you agree,

I would have you serve
as general of all our forces.

Help me.

May the gods protect you.

My queen.

I pledge my undying loyalty.

May the gods protect you.

- Thank you.
- Next.

Two, please.

Two.

There you are.

Thank you.

There we go.

Thank you.

Come on,

paint me a picture.

Tall.

Pale skin.

Long hair...

Like a proper queen.

Does she look wise?

Very.

She's going to need to be.

What colour hair?

Red, like fire.

I knew it.

Your mother had red hair.

Islene had a touch of it, too.

The gods only give their fire
to their favourites.

Only for the special ones.

It doesn't make sense.

What doesn't?

When I was out there
on the rocks,

day after day,

dragging wet salt up that hill,

one thing kept me going,

that I was raising
someone special,

that the gods gave me islene

to raise for them
for a special purpose,

and I'd better not mess it up.

So why did the gods punish me?

Your brother spoke to the Roman,

then freed the girl
and they left together.

Whatever you're thinking
right now, it's wrong.

Your brother is now your enemy.

There's is no love
left between you.

Phelan would never
betray his tribe.

Summon the Roman.

My brother came to see you.

What did he say?

What did he want to know?

Your father
asked me questions, too.

Where did that get him?

Rome kept its word.

You're free to go.

But with this message.

Tell your general
that I will speak with him.

But he comes here,

to me.

I'll pass your message on.

I think he's going
to like it here.

After all,
it is a fine fortress.

What are you doing in here?

The queen demands
that we remain together,

for the stability of the tribe.

Then we must do
as the queen demands.

I'll find
somewhere else to stay.

If we're going to pretend,

we might as well
make it convincing,

for the good of the tribe,
and all.

I don't hate you, amena.

In fact, I feel sorry for you.

Thank you, lindon,

but there's really no need.

I've always been
very resourceful in adversity.

Your hands protect me

from dark moon to dark moon...

Your sword covers me
from dark moon to dark moon.

Your care shelters me

from dark moon to dark moon.

All love and honour

to the dark mother nehellania.

She shall be blinded
by the fear...

Blinded by the pain.

Bound by me, cursed by me...

Dark mother, send me a demon
to do my will...

Praefectus.

That night the prisoner escaped,

you were in the sickbay,

had a clear view
of where he was tied up.

That's right, praefectus.

Did you see anything?

Vvhathke?

Like a blind man freeing himself

and escaping from
a heavily-armed camp?

There was something...

What?

A small girl.

Pale.

Mousey hair.

She called him "father".

She freed him.

And you didn't think
to mention this before?

Shit, shit, shit!

Get up.

Get on your feet.

We're getting out of here.

Move.

She wants to talk.

Not in the field,

in her fortress.

Then talk we shall.

What, so we just let this pass?

Roll over,
let her tickle your tummy.

We're dealing with
a new regime now.

What do you think, vitus?

Do you think we can
persuade the new queen

of a golden future
inside the empire?

She's not like her father,
is she?

I mean, why waste Roman lives

on the battlefield

when common sense can win?

No skin off my nose.

That's the spirit.

Vitus, the day of the ambush,

we've a legionary here
who was with you,

claims vespasian
sent him back here.

Is that his story?

Oh, dear.

Assemble an advance party.

We'll march to crugdunon

and parlay with queen kerra.

Before I forget,

the blind prisoner.

Laughing boy says
he knows how he escaped.

Oh? How?

A little girl.

His daughter.

She broke into camp
and freed him.

What?

A little girl?

He's a bullshitter.

I swear, when I find him,

I will fucking kill him!

Did he say what she looked like?

Small, pale,

dark cloak,

mousey hair.

She called him "father."

Oh, he saw this happen?

I told you,

he's a bullshitter.

But I know this much,

someone freed that cantii.

I fed his fucking eyeballs
to the crows.

A blind man...

A blind father.

Right...

Where are you?

Over here.

Whoever has the stick,

make a noise before I toss this.

What kind of noise?

Like a pig.

Squeal like a pig,

give me something to aim at.

What happened?

Too high, dad!

Sounded like a very tall pig.

All right, let's try again.

Again?

Where'd it go?

Ow!

Looking for this?

Your queen speaks to you.

What's your name?

I don't have a name.

Don't be scared.

I gave it away at the solstice.

The romans attacked
before I had my new name.

Come with me.

Follow me.

Come.

Come.

My mother made this.

I wore it the day
after my solstice.

My first day as a woman.

It's beautiful.

Try it.

I can't take this.

It's yours.

It's for somebody important.

Well, soon be covered in mud,
if you're anything like me.

Do you have family here?

Just me and dad.

Islene was killed by a Roman.

Islene?

My big sister.

I'll see her again when I die.

Dad said there's a place
for the ones the gods love most.

It sounds like your father
misses her very much.

He does.

She was special.

Well, that can't be easy
for you.

How do you mean?

Well, sometimes,

fathers, they decide
who their children are,

for their own reasons.

It doesn't mean it's true.

Islene was special.

What do you think?

Is that me?

That's you.

I'm back!

Ah, we were worried.

Where are you?

That's my girl.

Afternoon.

Lovely day.

Aren't they all?

You look well.

Have you put on a bit of weight?

I take it they've met before?

Apparently, yes.

I thought so.

I need to thank you,

for sticking to your part
of the bargain.

Was there one?

Well, pellenor's dead,
kerra's queen.

And the sky is blue,

thank the gods.

Why don't you thank them for me?

You were followed.

On your journey.

Or did you think you
were alone down there?

That it was just for you?

And how do you know,
were you there, too?

You were careless, Rome.

Or perhaps too eager.

Either way,
someone else was there,

saw what you saw,

knows what you know.

Don't you want to know his name?

I know his fucking name.

Of course.

You've met before.

You've been most accommodating.

Very helpful.

But from now on, let's say
we strike another deal.

And what's that?

You keep away from me,
and I'll keep away from you.

You stay away from the citadel.

You have no power there.

Not anymore.

Are you threatening the druids?

I'm warning you.

You remind me of someone,

someone I met a long time ago.

And who's that?

Julius Caesar.

What happened to him?

Do we have a deal?

The gods don't deal, Rome.

The gods don't deal.

Is he ready?

Nearly.

Very nearly.

Who's your skinny friend?

He's no friend of mine.

Forward!

Halt!

Help me, please...

Help me, please...

It's all right.

Who did this to you?

His name...

Pwykka.

Forward!

You're late.

Yeah, sorry about that.

Where's my present?

Present?

The druid's head...

on a stick.

Yes, I'm working on it.

How many?

5,000.

They're all standing by
across the river.

I can muster twice that
by the next moon.

My warriors are drawing lots
to cut the copperknob's throat.

They'll have to wait
in line behind me.

I'd like you
to stand your army down,

until I've spoken
to the new queen.

You'll all die in this field
before that happens.

It will take four days
to march three legions here.

Tell me, how will your 5,000,

10,000 warriors fare

against 20,000 of us.

Like it red then, do you?

Do you want to bed her
before she dies?

Stand your army down

until I give the order
to attack.

You'll have to kiss
more than my foot

to sell that one to me.

Once the citadel has fallen,

the emperor
will recognize you as queen

of all the cantii lands.

Does that hit the spot?

One day,

and it will be sooner
than you wish,

you romans will be no more than songs
and ruins in our land.

We don't want you.

We don't need you.

That is how the story ends.

But until then,

you will stand down your army?

Until dawn.

Then you can lick my crack.

Get in my way,
and we'll kill you all.

Is anybody there?

Amena...

Are you my demon?

I beg your pardon?

Amena...

Who is this?

Don't speak with her.
She's an imposter.

Amena, that's enough.

It's me you should speak to.
I'll do what you want...

- Guard.
- Anything you ask.

Anything.

This way.

Sorry for your loss.

We romans have no truck
with sacrifice.

It's abhorrent to us.

Are the consequences
less abhorrent?

A new queen means new times.

A new way of doing business.

A new future.

I presume that's why
you've asked me here,

to talk about the future.

Who's that?

Who are you?

Where are you going?

To the citadel.

I've come to send her
to the underworld.

Then it's you.

Can you take me to her?

Can you get me inside?

When we show up

with our ships,
and troops, and camps,

it can look, um...

Bad?

Misleading.

It's not
what the empire's about.

Oh?

What is it about?

One thing.

Taxes.

Reasonably levied,
efficiently collected,

funneled back to Rome,

that's it.

That and a few million slaves.

War is the enemy
of the tax collector.

That's why we like to get
to the peace part

as quickly as possible.

Which is where
your fortress comes in.

Roman soldiers stationed here

with your permission

could keep the peace
for a hundred years.

Maybe even a thousand,

and that's a lot of...

Peace.

And a lot of taxes.

You get the idea.

And the safety of my tribe
can be guaranteed?

That's the deal.

So you're here to help.

I think I've made that clear.

So, why are you lying to me?

I don't understand.

You made a deal with the druids,

and you made deal with my enemy.

Antedia's army is standing by
if this doesn't work out.

Do you deny any of that?

And you want me to trust you?

May I be frank?

I don't know my fucking cantiis
from my regnis,

and I genuinely don't care.

We both want the same thing,

the safety and security
of these lands,

and these people.

Or do you trust
your druids with that?

We're the future, you and I.

Chaos,

sacnflce...

That's the past.

That's quite a trick
they have...

To know your story
before you've lived it.

Do you believe it?

I will be my own queen.

So, we have a deal?

I will retain control
of my warriors.

Your soldiers will
protect my borders,

and no cantii will ever
be a slave to a Roman.

If the agreement holds
in five years,

we can talk about taxes.

Agreed.

What else?

I need to speak with my elders.

You'll have your answer by dawn.

The empire is cemented
by many things,

not just war.

If things go the right way,

I'd like us to become...

Much closer.

I left my last suitor

scrabbling on the floor
for his balls.

Well, I've never shirked
a challenge,

but if it comes to that,

just give me a few yards
head start.

I made you smile.

You should do that more often.

What do the druids say about me?

That Rome is a demon.

What do you think?

I suppose I'll find out.

Oh, one last thing.

You've lots of people here
looking for safety.

Lost their family,
lost their homes,

it's most unfortunate.

We came across a couple,

a young girl and a blind man.

We think it's his daughter.

Have you seen them?

What interest
do you have in them?

Are they here?
I'd like to meet them.

There is no one
of that description here, no.

Well, if you see them,
I'd very much like to know.

By dawn then.

It's been a pleasure.

Anyone can make birds disappear.

Even your fat, old dad
can do that.

The trick is...

Making them come back,

right...

Cue.

Hey!

Get up now, wake up!
We have to go!

We have to go now! Move!

This way.

Wait...

Please, he's going to kill us.

Is he your father?

Yes, and we have to
get out of here now!

- Come with me.
- Thank you.

Halt!

Seize them!

Stand aside!

Those prisoners belong to us.

You came here to parlay.

Leave now!

Take them!

Guards!

Protect the queen!

Come with me!

It's a trap!

Stand your ground!
Protect the general!

Stay close to me. Hurry.

Quick.

Keep left at every turn,

otherwise
you'll lose your way fast.

You'll come out
south of the castle.

Thank you.

Listen to me.

You are the one.

It's you.

Now go. Run.

- Thank you.
- Run!

Thank you.

Let them go.

You have made
a big mistake here today.

Are you all right?

Veran told me

what he put here,

the night
he took my mother away.

He said it means,

"hope is the small daughter
of a blind father."

That's you.

I thought it was.

But not anymore.

They've sealed the gates.

So that's a big "fuck you"

from your new queen.

Things change.

Send word to the regni.

They can start their siege.

J“ histories of ages past j“

j“ unenlightened shadows cast j“

j“ down through all eternity j“

j“ the crying of humanity j“

j“ 'tis then
when the hurdy gurdy man j“

j“ comes singing
songs of love j“

j“ then when
the hurdy gurdy man j“

j“ comes singing songs... j“