Warrior Princess Page #2

Senge's son...

Tseveenravdan

will be of age soon.

What will we do if we wait

and he takes the throne?

What happens then?

He's a long way

from becoming the next khan.

He's too young.

Very true.

In the year 1671,

Galdan breaks his sacred vows.

He takes over his brother's throne

and marries Ahno.

And now let us all

welcome the bride.

She's lovely.

Come this way.

Have you all seen the bride's face?

- We have.

- Yes.

And now

I would like everyone

here to help me

bless their eternal love

and happiness.

The eternal flame

bonds their union forever.

Look at Uncle Tsukhur.

He's a good actor,

pretending like nothing ever happened.

So speaking of Tsukhur Uvsh,

we're always doing the dirty work...

and he could pin everything on us.

I'll step outside and order my men

- to drink less and stay alert.

- Go on.

Good.

And now...

let's welcome our new queen

to her throne.

We celebrate this union.

I'll go, just to be sure.

As you know,

our great tribe is famous for?

Its whistling winds

and chirping birds.

And now, my children,

let us all dance

like the winds and birds.

You should go after your brother.

Yes, Mother.

Emperor Kangxi's messenger.

The Qing Dynasty has asked me

to present this gift from our Highness

to Lord Galdan with the message,

"May our kingdoms prosper together."

That's a good point.

I ask myself,

"What could have been

going through your mind

when I almost married Senge?"

I...

I always knew your heart

belonged to me always.

Here, please take this.

And always keep it with you.

My Highness,

Galdan and Tsetsen

are on the verge of battle.

When two Mongolians are

at each other"; throats,

that's good for me.

May one wolf devour the other.

Listen, I'd like to

spend more time

with you and the children.

- Daddy!

- Daddy!

- Mommy.

- Hi, darling.

Easy now, sweetie.

There's my boy.

Did you miss Daddy?

- Yes, Daddy.

- I missed you.

- Me too.

- Daddy?

I'm hungry.

Aren't you always, huh?

I would like

to thank Tsukhur Uvsh,

one of the wisest and most respected

of the Western Mongolians,

for inviting us to be

here with his son...

on this beautiful afternoon.

Ochirt Tsetsen,

you speak far too highly of me,

for I am not nearly

as noble as you are.

- Nor will I ever be.

- Hmm.

I think it would be worthwhile

to repeat what you just said

to our son-in-law Galdan.

It is a lesson he needs

to learn for his own sake.

My overly ambitious nephew

is much too proud.

He acts as if he is

the only nobleman

- in Western Mongolia.

- He has become far too powerful.

Just look at what he controls now:

Samarkand,

Kazakh and Kyrgyz.

We cannot let this go on.

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