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Previously... Now Charles can name his successor.

Designate your brother. You need to guarantee the stability in the Empire.

Luther's thoughts spread like plague. He must be returned to the bosom of the Church as soon as possible.

Only the unity of all the Christian princes will finish with the infidels.

Enough!

Do you want me to guide the actions of the most powerful man on the Earth?

For Luther, it would be an honour if you accepted that he dedicates this volume to you.

The Pope refuses to convoke the synod because of your fault. He wants to excommunicate you.

While Cort�s governed here it was stopped but...

It is time for someone to put and end to the encomenderos' abuses.

You've given refuge to an escaped Indian, a very serious crime in these lands. You better confess.

Suleiman's spoiling for conquering Vienna. But he won't attack until he sees the favourable moment and that can take too long.

We don't need the Turks, we need their fleet.

With soul devastated by pain, I have to announce that Our Lord wanted to take our son Ferdinand away.

Swear that you will always look after the peace between your brothers.

Your brother is on the point of rebelling against the Emperor.

Ferdinand!

I wanted to find out who the conspirators are and what kind of forces they have.

I will not persecute those who are accused of herecy by Rome.

Then, we will go together against the infidels.

Mother, you should only care for your recovery from your illness.

Let us pray to God to protect the Emperor in his battle.

You will be King of the Romans my successor. I only ask you that my son Philip inherits the title.

Demons

France, 22 September 1531

Find consolation, my lord. God gave her peace.

The illness she caught caused her much suffering.

Help me. I am losing my foothold.

Birds are not preys of kings.

He doesn't hunt them. He takes them to take care of them.

You overlook it too much.

The one who suffers a loss is afraid of feeling it again.

There has been enough misfortune. Don't add the punishment of living in fear.

You didn't have to bury a child.

Don't think I didn't suffer because of that.

When the distance is great, our tragedies don't smite you.

The same happens with those who threaten these kingdoms.

Algiers...

If you don't destroy that vespiary of infidels our coasts will be theirs, sooner or later.

I will not let it happen, just like in Vienna. When there are resources for that.

- There should be will, at least. - Who says there is not?

Spain always sacrifices itself for the Empire. But it also has its demons and you have to drive them away.

I govern there kingdoms, but also Flanders, Naples, the Indies, an empire!

A Caesar cannot judge every matter like a man would.

Now that the crown of Charlemagne is mine, his example guides me.

- Where? - To reach his greatness!

So that my courage and stamina grow until it makes me worthy of his legacy.

- The posterity will judge me, Isabella. - The present does, too. Don't let it forget you.

- Let us go back. - No, not yet.

Let me run away from so much reproach.

Charles!

Make way to the King! The King is injured!

The doctors must come! Quickly!

- Will he live? - There is no certainty.

- The injury is terrible. - Oh my God!

- The heir must be protected. If the King dies... - He will be protected.

Let us save, at least, the future of Spain.

The orphanage is misfortune but also a lesson. It is the life, telling us that we can only take to ourselves.

I could never please her. She wanted me to be Caesar and I am just a king without shine.

And Milan was a promise of glory that I could not fulfill.

The time is over for your mother, but not for you.

You cast my pains away like nobody does. And it comforts me.

You are wiser than me.

My lord...

What is dead cannot revive.

Prince Philip is in a safe place now.

Thank God. We can do a little for securing the rest of his dominions.

May the Lord want to protect the Emperor and his legacy with him.

And what will happen if he doesn't listen to our prayers?

Ferdinand will get the Empire and he has a son. He will want to give it to him.

He will have to respect his promise.

Do you think he will cede the Empire to a child of so little audacity?

Shut up!

And pray for the Emperor.

This way you will not be able to offend the one you owe respect. Or make bad omens.

Because my husband lives.

- Still lives! - And will live.

He has become conscious.

God saved you.

If you asked him to, he must not have found a way to defy you.

I want to calm the Court down. And let them see me.

You should rest.

My hands...

I barely have strength in my hands.

When will I regain it?

It will pass. It will pass.

You just need to rest. Have faith.

Your mother was the salt of the earth. The world is darker without her intelligence today.

Thank you for your words. And I'm sorry that you've made such a long journey and I'm not there for company.

I am sorry that my anguish doesn't permit politeness.

My life is in danger, Your Highness. And it is my lord who threatens it.

Henry. The only one enemy who she respected for creating you.

The annulment of his marriage was the only one of his commands that I could not correspond to.

Is it my fault that Rome doesn't agree to his will? His caprice makes him blind!

Now he wants to marry that harlot Anne Boleyn without a papal dispensation.

Do you know what it means? Excommunication.

But... if it doesn't matter to him that he offends God, it matters even less if he offends me.

He wants to take me to the scaffold. Me! Who has dedicated half a life to him.

Please, Your Highness. Give me shelter.

- What reason would I have to do so? - Friendship, pity...

Neither of them has ever guided my decisions.

I will not darken my relation with England by receiving the infected of the kingdom.

I will put my knowledge and slyness into your service without you compensating me.

Let me doubt your talent when the one you served comdemns you.

Go back to England and die with the dignity you lacked in life.

Soon God will be the one who takes you in.

With this ring, I make you my wife.

I adore you with all my body and I make you mistress of all my possessions.

In the name of the Father the Son and the Holy Spirit, amen.

- Amen. - Amen.

My lady, I order to get up.

If I made you come it was to let you know that from today on, the Queen of England is Lady Anne Boleyn.

See how stubborn my brother's widow is, dear Cromwell. Because it's the only thing you are now.

- Mary, our daughter, is the only... - A bastard... who I am fond of. Take care of her.

My wife is going to give me a son soon. There will be no heir except him.

Leave the place you are not entitled to anymore.

My lady, say goodbye with the temperance which was always admired in you.

In England there is no queen except me!

Look my in the eyes... and call me a bastard.

I will pray for you. Accompany your mother.

Mary!

Nothing will ease in your soul the baseness of having me abandoned... father.

And one day our son will inherit it all. This and much more.

Do you see how many surround us? It is mine. I built it.

Take Mart�n inside, Juana. Be so kind.

Marquess!

- I hoped to see you when I returned. - I was busy with a task far from here.

I have learned that, beside title, you have brought a wife from Castile and she gave you child.

I like to have someone to take care of again.

- It isn't little you benefit from the marquess title. - Much less than I would like.

In order to sow the grain and live on it, I need the resources the Governor denies me yet being mine.

From the privileges the King gave me he hasn't given me a fathing. I hope the Pope will be more generous.

- The Pope? - Yes. I asked Rome to collect the tithe in my lands.

It will ease my troubles and will let me invest and benefit from the cultivation.

It is a lesson, sir.

The King denies you the governance and you, instead of raging and insisting, accept your fate and utilize it.

I'm not so good at conforming. I long for the impetus the adventure gave. Seeking after glory.

The present would seem to be a shadow next to that.

But look: what else can a man seek after?

Come.

Your Majesty.

On foot already? How good to know that you are recovering!

The Court is joyful, and we are coming to let you know that.

You should stay in bed until you recover strength.

I have strength, fool! My hands don't respond.

Forgive me.

My lord, you have more reason for happiness than for anger. You have recovered from a fatal moment.

And now I know who fragile the thread is that ties me to the life.

If at least I felt pride of what I have done so far...

Your Majesty, your glory is greater than any man's of our time.

But ridiculous compared to others of the past in whom I see myself.

What kind of exploit have I achieved? I have defended myself from a Frenchman and little more.

Now that I know what my destiny is, I cannot achieve it.

- You respond to yourself! - Care for Philip.

Train him and don't spare the severity. The disgrace must not fall over my domains, too.

You may leave.

I am praying day and night for this rain giving over.

I am sorry that you have to add another request to that. The riot of Brussles are revolts of thousands now.

- The army have to suppress it. - What would it be good for?

They are rebelling because there is hunger. Only bread would calm them, their arrest would not.

If Denmark had not closed the seas you could bring grain from outside.

- Negotiate with them. - I have already tried.

But my signature is not worth as much as charles's. They don't see authority in me.

- Palliate the famine with costs. - There is no money.

I gave everything to defend Vienna against the Turks. It doesn't stop raining.

- All the harvests will vanish. - Mary.

The hunger will be plague. And the rebellions...

My domains...

My domains will agonize before my eyes and I cannot do anything.

Mary... Mary...

Calm down.

We have to talk about Philip. He returned angrily from his training with the Duke.

He brought injuries. He doesn't want to go back. He is very child to be trained with so much rigor.

Do you not believe so? What is wrong with you?

I don't notice any improvement.

It is the melancholy which is speaking, not you.

I know something you don't need much spirit for.

Do you not complain always that you don't have a proper portrait?

Portrait? In this state?

How is he?

- I would have to tell him about an affair. - If it is not serious, I can handle it myself.

It is about Hern�n Cort�s. The Holy Father has given him the collecting of the tithe in his lands.

A tithe? This privilege belongs only to the Crown. There is no place.

He will present complaint. He will ask the Crown to pay him the promised amount. And there is no money.

There will be another way of contenting him. For men like him, the wealth is the less good.

Do you want to give him back the position of governor?

It will be enough if we promise him. But it must be a place where he cannot cause us problems.

- I doubt that place exists. - It will enough if we look for it.

Why do you reject the Duke's lessons?

- He hurt me. - I don't see injury.

- Nor self-esteem. - They are exercises for savages, father.

Besides, when there will be war I will command troops, like you do.

Do you believe you will not have to fight sooner or later? Soldiers will give you the victory!

The glory is being their leader. Dying with them if you have to.

I prefer my happiness to the glory.

These birdies you take care of... Their destination is your stomach.

God created them so that they die and serve as food. And you, to courage and triumph.

It doesn't matter what you want from this life. What matter is what the life wants from you.

Do you detest me for telling you this? Speak! Show character!

Mother never asks me to be who I am not.

- The faith is the best comfort. - It is balm but doesn't cure.

What is it good for to be in peace with God if I am not with my mother?

Only by honouring her with triumphs will I be able to find calm.

Your Highness, now we cannot finance any campaign.

We carry debts of former wars, and also those that she bequeathed you.

You don't serve me to remind me of my troubles but to tell me how to overcome them.

You can increase the taxes, sell goods Of the Crown, get loans back.

And if you want to rationalize the profit, repair the excesses your generousity drove you to in the past.

I am the King of France, damn it! Do you want them to murmur around me like they do with Henry?

They never will, Your Highness. But you were too luxurious with some people, especially with the Countess. All those jewels...

Do you suggest she should give me back the gifts I gave her?

Though she was angry with my mother, she showed herself here to honour her and comfort me.

Maybe also to settle debts as soon as possible.

Her husband demands the loans given to the Crown.

Your Highness, if her affection for you were so pure, would she have bowed to lose you so easily?

She only hurried to return when she saw profit in it.

You are ignoring that, even if I am ruined, I possess two precious treasures and I can make them of use.

My sons.

France wishes to formalize the marriage between your niece Catherine and my lord's son.

What reasons there are for such urgency?

When there is no reason to postpone a good thing, the haste is a success.

They are almost children!

So they will have a long life to learn to love each other.

- And what does the King of France ask in return? - The Duke of Milan is going to die without heirs.

When it happens, my lord will fight for that place.

If our agreement comes out into the open, I will fail my promise of neutrality with the Emperor.

It is but the neutrality we ask of you. When Milan is disputed, don't participate.

Is it not being true to your compromise?

You want to be impartial but you endeavour to please the one who sacked Rome and made you captive.

My anger with the Emperor is infinite. But it is not enough to risk being his hostage again.

You have nothing to fear. You will become related to the Crown of France with a signature.

And the world will know that there is no tyrant who subjects the Holy Father.

Your Majesty, I feel honoured that you asked for me.

It is your talent that has brought you here, Master Tiziano, not my caprice.

- Where are your tools? - My brushes are not good for anything

if I don't know the one who they portray first.

Who are you?

- A man who doesn't speak needlessly. - Maybe because your duties incite you to prudence.

Does it distress you who you are?

- I was not educated to be less. - Does it distress you?

I feel that who I am and who I should be are two very different men.

And what is the man you should be like?

Energetic, with a mood that nothing affects

tenacious, without pause. Superior to the rest.

Not someone without splendor, who feels himself old without being old, and...

Sometimes I would prefer to be no one and live quietly.

There is no man in whom demons don't nestle, Your Majesty.

Someone like me should know how to overcome them. And I don't. I don't!

Dear brother and lord,

during days, I tried to prevent that you read these lines.

I fought against my weaknesses but they, to my shame, overcame me in the end.

Please entrust someone else with the governance of Flanders.

Such a high duty cannot remain in the hands of someone as weak as me.

There is no spirit in my soul for the governance. The melancholy and the fear have taken possession of me.

I am afraid, Your Majesty, my brother, the illness that overbore our mother runs in my veins.

- What is the matter with you? - Your pigeons are there where they have to be.

And you soon will, too. You will leave the Court this very day.

You will enjoy the best tutors who will make you the heir I wish to have.

- What are you doing? - I secure the future of my domains.

And this is the way? Separating our son from his loved ones?

His loved ones have made him poor of spirit. His destiny is not going to have pity on him if he doesn't improve.

- He is a child. There is much time for that. - Maybe there is not.

The melancholy has overcome my sister. Her words speak for me.

And the spirit of both of us, of our mother. If I am condemned to die away, we have to be prepared.

- The prince the most. - You are sending away the one who has to succeed you.

But tell me: did it make you a better man that you lived far away from your parents?

It taught me that life is bitter. And only those take up the gauntlet who lost everything in a moment and resisted.

- And why should he take up the gauntlet? - Because it is his destiny.

In the future, he will rule from the court! With wisdom, with diplomacy, with soul!

And for that, the love strengthens as much as the rigor does.

Respect my decision and do it in silence.

Get out.

Your Majesty.

Do you know me enough now to begin your work?

It is just a sketch. It waits for your judgement.

No doubt, the portrait will be of a bigger size.

You will learn very much by his side.

When we see each other again, there will be no prince wiser and stronger than you.

Promise me that you will not change.

I promise.

Go.

The Empress has given me licence to explore and conquer new lands.

Who wants money when able to discover other worlds?

- And the tithe? - There is no grace without renounciation.

Yeah, but your lands need money to prosper and yield. Not adventures.

There is no greater wealth than the one that follows a conquest. Every town will support with thousand tributes.

How much does the Crown give you for such a venture? Will you have to finance it?

- The royal grace rather seems to be a punishment. - I am the creator of New Spain.

There will be supporters. Between the two of us, we will soon collect what we need to.

And what do I owe the honour of sharing such a hard work with you?

Do you not yearn for the impetus of the adventure? You will be my right hand.

You will assume the hardest tasks. You endured my failures and my victories as well.

No one deserves it more than you, my friend.

I didn't expect that I would sail on the sea again, to be honest.

The years made me prudent. And you, with your family now...

We will entrust the expedition to others. And when they find new lands, we will go there. But as lords, then.

My lady.

I am glad to see you in better mood.

And that you have begun to make profitable decisions. Congratulations for your son Henry's wedding.

An unbreakable bond with Rome is... rest for today and guarantee for tomorrow.

The nostalgia is useless. It doesn't help us to go ahead with verve.

I have to love my life just as it is today, and those who are in it now.

Your sanity is admirable. It will bring you peace and happiness in the future.

I would like to get the jewels back I presented to you at the time.

I want to treasure the secret of the words of love engraved in them,

because they are the reflection of what I felt for you, what I will never be able to feel for any lady.

Understand me, please. My new romances would be born dead because they would envy ours.

And when they ask about you, my heart would beat with such strength that they could hear it.

There is no time that would erase a man's greatest passion.

As you please. I would not like to be a shadow for those who will come.

You will, always. I just try to deceive them and deceive myself.

Your Highness. An inevitable matter.

Do not forget any jewels.

I am warning you: I would not like any more misfortune.

Then trust that your son's marriage will be a happy one. Because it is not going to have other effects.

Rome will not support you to recover Milan. Pope Clement is dead.

Damn it! Why does God decide to take that bastard away now?

Long may the honour keep you. And, in the meanwhile, let me serve you with zeal.

Thank you. Good Christian kings are needed, more than ever.

We cannot count on that of England now. Rome felt obligated to excommunicate him.

- A tragedy for all the Christendom. - And your firmness with him is a relief.

It does us, the devoted ones, justice that you punish those who are not.

The Emperor and you will have to compensate his absence.

The threat of the Turks is bigger than ever. And defending ourselves together is our first duty.

Your Holiness, it revolts me that you compare me with the man who sacked this holy city without pity.

- Sad episode, indeed. - I am your most faithful ally.

As a prize for my loyalty, your predecessor committed himself to remain neutral when the Duchy of Milan is disputed.

- Keeping his word would honour his memory. - The Turks are by the gates and you insist on a duchy?

The indifference you show towards the infidels makes me think that you would dare to ally with them.

That alliance came into being int this place. Pope Clement needed reinforcements against the Emperor.

- And I sacrificed my principles to help him. - Both of you lost the honour in it.

My hand didn't quiver at the hour of excommunicating Henry. Flawless Christians or outcasts.

Excommunicated? The divorce relieved me of two yokes.

- Will you not ask for pardon? - And enslave myself again?

Dear Cromwell, the payments to Rome and its blackmails are over.

They blessed me by condemning me. England will have its own Church and I will govern it.

My lord, where you see freedom others will see helplessness.

Many of the clergymen don't want to leave the obedience to the Pope.

- They will rebel. - If they dare to, they will be punished.

- Even so... - The punishment will be death!

An isolated kingdom have to be strong and that requires rigor.

For the sake of England, whoever feels otherwise will be traitor.

What is greater disrespect than calling herself queen when I deny that she is?

My lord, Catherine will not need your hangman. She has fallen ill and without remedy.

- God will do the job for you. - Let it be.

It would not be pleasant to execute her. I keep a certain affection for her.

I had to show myself so optimistic to convince the bondsmen that I ended up being optimistic in the end.

The common man is pessimistic. That is how his ambition fades. The bold ones, we move the world.

How well I did that I entrusted you with this mission!

In order to overcome the creditors' fears, which were many, I merely had to do what you recommended:

give them thousand data which countersign the success of this venture.

So I have to recognize you the credit. The talent of making illusions look like facts doesn't abound.

What illusions? You have maps, you did calculations.

There is part of truth, Juan.

Is it enough for us to know that there will be what to give the loans back with?

If we knew where our ship is going to go, it would be because others have arrived before, no?

And where would be the glory, then?

If the Pope doesn't serve you in anything you don't have to serve him either.

- You should feel more mobile. - I don't want a Church of France

- like Henry's. - Why not?

Because he doesn't want to know anything about the world and I want to conquer it.

It requires allies when the treasury is empty.

You are not going to find them in Rome, apparently. Maybe you should find them elsewhere.

Amongst the supporters of the reformation? I can share some of their propositions but I don't like them like you do.

They are a problem in Germany now. With the support of France, the Empire could become divided.

The Pope's power would ease down, too. You didn't have scruples to count on the Turks.

Do you have with someone as Christian as you?

The Ottomans are so strange to me in their heresy that they don't surprise me.

I don't understand the deviation of someone so close.

It is just a new way to see God.

- I know you have read Luther; doesn't it seduce you? - Are we speaking of theology or politics?

One is united with the other, now more than ever.

Does France have to be faithful to the doctrine of Rome when the Pope turns his back on us?

Sis, at the moment, I have to draw Henry to me now that his bonds with the Empire are decomposed.

You give voice to Mother's advices I wish so much. And you do it with talent. Thank you for it.

You can start now.

Dear sister, since I am one with you in your affliction

I decided that you keep being the head of the government of Flanders in my absences.

You don't lack for neither education nor wit in order to do it.

The mood will return with every obstacle you overcome. You will never feel unbreakable.

The merit is living and aspiring above your strength.

And, from that pride, extracting them. I, the King.

The Pope's words were as unexpected for me as they were for you.

We will have to wait and see if he keeps them. Is Paul III to be trusted?

What kind of affairs occupy us?

Two miracles: the new pontiff has written to you to declare his friendship and his earnestness.

Rome on our side? I need nothing more than this against the protestants, the Turks and the French.

I will reply immediately and put myself in his service. Keep cheering me up.

Do you remember Francisco Pizarro? So much gold has come from Peru that Cort�s's is alms next to it.

- A new mine? - An inexhaustible one.

WHat better patron than God's grace?

If we don't depend on the gold of New Spain, the moment has come to end the overrefinement with Cort�s.

We will subject him. Velvet glove for Pizarro.

This new fortune must not serve only for burying the past.

- Will you assume a new venture now that you can? - Don't doubt that.

- I missed that smile. - I want to see yours.

I am going to order to attack Algiers.

As soon as I learned about the gold that arrived I thought of making your dream come true.

These kingdoms will be grateful. They will live without fear, finally.

I always decide as I believe best, not as my heart asks me, which I have.

The pain holds on but the vigor returns, bit by bit.

Maybe it would be unwise to squander it.

On you? I don't see better expense.

Hern�n! We have a new governor coming from Castile.

- Another? - And this time he is not anyone. He says he is viceroy.

- Marquess, I hankered for gettting to know you. - This must be a joke!

Prove me that the King has made New Spain a viceroyalty and made you a viceroy!

I gained this empire for the Crown! With a handful of men! Against millions of enemies! Are you not ashamed?

I never got greater power than the governorship and I have not had it for a while either!

- What kind of knight would accept an unfair honour? - Would you have rejected it?

Your success was harder to achieve than mine was, but how should I commiserate you?

How can you be be offended by a title? I am viceroy; you, legend.

No, sir. I will never be on your level.

Hard as the difficulties chasing you now are, the debts, the non-payments to the Crown...

How much would do you good? I would donate that to you without demands, and quickly.

Give it back to me only if there are great profits; it is not urgent.

Never!

Your fortune was a gift; mine was a conquest, my lord.

Come in.

- The Englishman? - No, not yet.

I trust that Boleyn doesn't accomapny him.

It's been a while since she served the poor Claude and now he makes him queen.

- Doesn't love distinguish the marraige? - Precisely, my lord.

The countess has saved you the disturbance of melting down her jewels.

Your Highness, take it in bullions what you gave me generously and ask now for,

because I keep the incriptions printed and guarded in my mind,

and I would not bear if anyone enjoyed them except me.

Take it back from her. All!

- My lord... - Take it back, I am telling you.

You are brave and a great friend. It is only repudiation I have got from other rulers, or, what is worse, it is silence.

Henry, you are free to govern your kingdom as you like.

And I don't deny that this independence of yours gives me a certain envy.

I feel like a prisoner who finally sees the light.

There is no decision that escapes me nor prayer that subjects me.

And the gold of England stays in England.

It must have some disadvantage...

The fear of imitating me. Why assume the power of Rome, like this, without further ado?

I am still standing and with more authority than ever.

And I would be disposed to do the same as you did, but I see an error.

Both of us would remain on the margin.

It'd be good for us if we united our forces so that we won't be easy preys of an alliance between the Emperor and the Pope.

Therefore, I have taken it upon myself to tighten the bonds with the supporters of the reformation.

I have become estranged from Rome but not from a word of the dogma.

Whoever of my herd casts doubts on it will pay with death.

My dear Henry, strategy doesn't understand from creeds. You yourself have taught it to us.

The King of England doesn't make pacts with heretics! He burns them on the stake. Never forget it!

- Barbarossa has taken Tunisia for Suleiman. - Now Tunisia? The infidel cannot become sated!

- Who is reporting it? - His Holiness.

He demands the help I promised him.

Now that we are going to go against Algiers...

Rome may feel threatened, but how much separates Tunisia from your kingdoms of Naples and Sicily?

A stretch of sea which, with will of conquest, doesn't serve as defense.

- Will other kingdoms lend assistance to him? - He didn't even waste time to ask them.

Henry will clink glasses for every failure of Rome. Francis roars against the Turks but never fights them.

If God leaves me alone against the infidels it is that he appoints me for this fight.

And Algiers?

Your Majesty, Pizarro's gold is enough for one venture but not two.

I have got some lines from Philip. There is lament but his writing is firm.

And he says he respects his tutors.

Algiers will have to wait.

The Ottomans has taken Tunisia. I have to liberate it or my Italian domains

- will be condemned to perdition. - Just like those could be which you are treading now

- and forsaking again. - The Holy Father asks it.

Just like I have asked you for too much time now.

It is not a man who is asking it; it is Rome.

Which is holding out its hand for us, finally.

I cannot afford a fight against the Lutherans in the Empire.

Nor against France, which will attack us again if the Pope doesn't tame him.

This sacrifice will yield. I assure you.

I cannot contradict your commands but I would respect your will better if you paid attention to mine.

Stay in these lands for a long time. Live them. Suffer its perils.

Then, you would know how urgent it is to defend them and my complaints would be unnecessary.

I will do so.

My God!

What happened to you?

Sooner or later, it had to get out that our venture is a deceit.

Who did this to you? The bondsmen? Give me names!

You... They would not let you breathe.

I will negotiate. The fact that they have not returned doesn't mean that they have failed.

Maybe they don't come back because they achieved very much.

Where is your sanity?

Look at me...

Audaciy brings glory but only if fortune accompanies it. And it doesn't accompany you anymore.

Admit it.

Negotiate if you want, yes.

But it should happen in order to repair the damage or they will come for you.

Only a fool would risk what really belongs to him for an illusion.

You will recover the Englishman's favour in little time.

No, I have to manage alone. Each day that passes without the growth of my greatness is a torture!

There has to be some merit which is within my reach!

Our treasury is suggestive, Your Highness. There is no venture...

I will become indebted if it is necessary! I will ruin before I accept my mediocrity!

Ruin would make you vassal of bondsmen and nothing would derogate you more.

- Father... Father, my brother! - What happened?

- We were training and he collapsed without any reason. - Where is he?

I would like to know, my lord, if I could still accept your generousity.

My ships don't come back and there were many people who gave me credit so that they set sail.

It would be fair if they collected it with my life, but not with my family's.

- I ask you... - Stop it.

Your troubles are not troubles anymore. You only had to ask.

- Tell my chamberlain about every debtor. - What will be the price?

I told you there would be none. A failure must not blur so much glory.

The Castilians, we owe you very much. Let me pay my part.

Thank you very much.

The troops and ships are arriving now in Barcelona to leave for Tunisia.

- How many do we have? - Almost 300.

The Pope's galleys will also sail from Italy and the German troops are nearing our coasts now.

And the support of the King of Portugal is not missing. Much bigger than expected.

Isabella...

Our forces are so many that Suleiman sees the defeat now and looks for excuses for his absence in the battle.

- His excuse is risible. - What is it?

He says he doesn't want to go on the front not to fight against soldiers like in Vienna.

Battle without leaders dishonours and... doesn't deserve to be fought.

- He accuses me of avoiding the combat. - Just tries to take the credit away from your victory.

And does he lack motives? I defended the Empire from a palace.

When I had to face Francis in Valenciennes, I fled.

- Is there no cowardice in that? - There is sanity, my lord.

The fight is a risk you cannot allow yourself now. And even less if it is to answer to an offense.

Your heir is just a child; the domains you govern are infinite.

It would be absurd to expose yourself to such danger.

And even more when you are still recovering after your accident.

Will it not be true?

They say in the Court that you bethink yourself of the idea of putting yourself on the front of your armies.

I told them it is not true.

That you would never be so insensate that you risk your life when you have just almost lost it.

That you would not go because you know that you are needed here by these kingdoms

which want you to lead them, and by me who you would not condemn to fear for you.

How could he go, I say to them, now that he have separated me from my son

and when I have just stopped crying for the one I lost?

No, it is impossible. He gave me his word that he would stay by my side.

And there is neither the pride not the ambition in this world that would make him break it.

It is a lie.

I believe you.

I know it is little payment compared to the generousity you have had with me, but it belonged to the last Aztec emperor.

To Moctezuma? I have a weakness for what is strange to me.

Maybe because I grew up amongst Moors and I learnt that one of us is not more than the other.

- What was he like? - Many people blames him for being a coward.

But, maybe, there is no greater valor than accepting that our time has passed.

Shall I assist you on your descent, then?

Your expedition failed because it didn't take you on front. You are essential, my friend.

I would invest a good fortune in a venture if you led it.

- Do you really... want it to happen? - My troubles have been solved.

I no longer need you to pity me.

With you on the front, there are only profits. I am but selfish to offer you this.

What should I do to convince you to throw yourself into the adventure?

I have been convinced all my life.

What was it?

The physicians say they examined your son without findind any cause, Your Highness.

How could be none?

Our mother's death burnt my soul.

My son's has smashed me.

God has not taken him away because of a caprice. He punishes me for my sins.

And I don't know how to redeem myself before Him.

He will show you the way. Trust his infinite mercy.

I want to hear your proteges. Those who say there is another way of talking to God.

There are many people who feel like you do. Rome has taken God far away from people.

If they take me closer to God I will join them.

- Gather those who you know for me. - Of course...

Be discreet, not only to protect my reputation. They are considered heretics and chased by many people.

- Let the meeting be in an outlying castle. - Maybe there is the greatness you were looking for.

In making France the first kingdom when the Christian can be Christian freely.

Perhaps.

It surprises me that you refuse to join this new expedition.

I can barely get up from bed without blaspheming of pain.

In that venture I would be just a burden.

Don't be ashamed. Friendship doesn't resist any price.

No doubt, life will offer you new bonds.

Don't let the nostalgia make you despise them.

Kimbolton, 7 January 1536

Mother!

Henry has made me hate my belly so much that it ends up taking revenge with justice.

I want to go with you!

Lament, but when we say goodbye and you leave this bedroom

assume it with courage what the providence has reserved for you.

It reserves me exile and solitude.

- You are the only one I have. - You have God.

Giving Henry a daughter and not a boy, He demonstrated that He is on our side.

They will call you bastard.

And when they do, look them in the eyes like who you are: daughter of the Queen of England,

and the one who, in the future, will be that.

Mother!

My very beloved lord, king and husband,

nearing the hour of my death, the love I bear to you

obligates me to remind you that the salvation of your soul

must be above the issues of the world and of flesh.

Speaking for myself, I forgive you. And I ask God to forgive you equally.

I beg you to be a good father for our daughter Mary, as it was always my desire.

I swear that my eyes wish for you above all things.

Catherine, Queen.

I understand you. If I criticized your idea of going to the fight

it was because I am your counselor and I say what I have to think, not what I think.

I don't know how much time I am going to have to leave my mark.

Look at yourself! You have recovered from something that seemed to be fatal.

I augur you a long life.

The vigor vanishes much before death. And so does the moral, sometimes.

If I don't try myself just once, shame will go with me.

If that is how you feel, ahead.

But I will not ask you to look after yourself; I will do it myself. Accompanying you.

It is not my wish which torments me.

It is that I know that if I go on, I will hurt the one who matters to me the most.

I love you.

And I you.

More than my life.

Oh, my God!

Brother! Brother!

Assassin! You asked me to gather them so that you could kill them as you please!

- But what kind of monster are you? - I saved you.

God has condemned us because we allied with heretics.

If he didn't, why did he take Mother and my son away without any reason?

You have not committed this massacre to make it up with God! But with England, with Rome!!

If it serves God as much as me, it means that the measure was necessary.

I can live with my vileness but not with my failure.

God will forgive you, perhaps. But I will not.

I will kneel if it is necessary so that you stay by my side!

I lost my mother, my son... Everything that gave reason to my existence.

Help me want to live.

Please.

Excuse us.

Come closer, son.

You will continue the training. But you will do it in the Court.

Don't take it as a break. You will go back because it is your duty.

The heir has to be there in absence of the King.

- Are you leaving? - I have told you that the battle comes, sooner or later.

We are both capable of sacrifices. That has to make us proud.

Remember that greatness doesn't reside in the title, but in being worthy of it.

Give solace to your mother. I am afraid she is going to need it.

There will be no better comfort for her than being together with someone she loves so much.

You will comply... with everything.

Come back.

I was not born but to love you.

My soul has cut you to its measure.

By habit of my soul I myself love you.

How much confession I have for you.

Son!

I didn't remember you as so dashing! Nor as such a man!

Why have you come back?

- Has your father given you permission? - He has, Mother.

I will keep you company in his absence.

He is on the road to Barcelona. From there, he will embark to Africa.

How could he look me in the eyes and lie to me?

I will never forgive him this betrayal.

Next time... - What did the Pope say? - He didn't give his support to the Emperor.

Then, war will follow.

While His Holiness says nothing, there will keep being estates, distribution of Indians, and satisfied and loyal colonists.

My lord, your kingdoms need peace. We have seen that it is impossible to defeat France.

If I could once I can again!

You are the Emperor's sister. Promote his understanding with my father.

You need your wife as much as she needs you.

You lied to me! You abandoned me!

This document has not been received.

I live with the fear that my destiny will be the same as our aunt Catherine's. You have to help me.

- You should go to your lands and make a good life there. - I will not be the one who turns his back on the fortune.

If the King of France wants war he will have it.

Why don't you help me?

Your Majesty! The Prince... is victim of a high fever.

- Go. - Are you rejecting me?

Your Majesty! You are defying God!

What will become of all of us?

And we notice it when we really need Him and it is hard to reach Him.