Richard the Lionheart Page #2

in my grubby claws.

So what about my brother?

I fear he will never give in.

And this causes,

among the forgotten,

unrest.

Richard is of Royal blood, of

course he will never give in.

It's only our father who

hasn't yet grasped the truth.

You'd better pray that my father

doesn't suddenly change his mind

and charge in here to destroy

this abominable place...

Even with my dead body inside.

As you wish...

Prince.

And as you know,

I follow the King's orders!

Oh!

What are you doing?

I am practicing the audaces,

as any warrior

worthy of the name.

Oh. It's child's play.

No use whatsoever.

My father taught it to me.

But in real combat,

such stylized blows serve...

nothing.

That's because you've

never done it correctly,

son of a King.

How dare you talk to

me so, moor? I am...

you are nothing more

than a forgotten,

and a pathetic one at that.

Where are they taking us?

I guess we're gonna

find it out.

Silence, you two!

No!

No!

A demon!

A demon!

Yah!

Save yourself.

Yah!

You have fought well.

Maybe you're not such a fool.

I...

I had a nightmare. There was

this man...

- Uh, with sores and...

- Yeah.

It wasn't a nightmare.

You have passed

your first torment.

You faced your

first challenge.

Because there are more?

You shouldn't be afraid.

There are only three.

But only by passing

all of them...

Can you take your rightful

place in this world

and free yourself

from this place.

How many have succeeded?

How many?

As far as I know...

No one.

Oh.

But the next is...

"gutta cavat lapidem. "

"The drop that

erodes the Stone. "

How did you know?

A warning, which I ignored.

That woman,

who was she?

That is ghaliya.

She is why I am here.

I abandoned everything

to give her her freedom.

- So she's your woman?

- Uh, no.

She's my promised bride.

She was captured in a cowardly

attack on our village.

And you came to a place from which

there is no escape for her?

For her.

For her I crossed

the endless plains.

I faced pirates on the

mediterranean sea

aboard my ship, lost

all my friends,

all my companions-in-arms.

And I would do it again.

I would do it again.

We need to be ready.

Speak.

All is in motion, my Prince.

Your highness' younger

brother is safe

and your mother has

sent the messengers.

And the nobles I have

asked you to contact?

They have received the

message and accepted.

They will arrive, but not

before three weeks have passed.

Will he make it?

He must.

Take this.

It is for to our father.

And when he receives it,

nothing will be

as it was before.

I will give you the signal.

Inform me when the

heralds will arrive.

I will.

...And then

bring me news of my emissaries

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