Dark Prince: The True Story of Dracula

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Romania.

For years, the Ottoman Turks

have occupied my country,

enslaving

the Romanian people.

Collaborating with the Turks

are traitorous Romanian nobles,

a privileged class of men

who seek profit

at the expense

of their fellow countrymen.

Hungary, fearing further

Turk aggression, has raised an army

of Romanian patriots to drive

the Sultan's forces out.

Our commander

Prince Vlad Dracula,

feared by his enemies,

who know him as "Vlad Tsepesh,"-

Vlad the Impaler-

yet beloved

by his own people.

And he has returned

to battle the Turks

and crush those nobles

who support them.

Hurry up!

Vlad Tsepesh is coming!

Hurry up!

Vlad Tsepesh is coming!

Hurry up, hurry up!

Hurry up!

Hurry up!

God damn it!

You are a traitor

to your people.

And a thief.

I...

I didn't.

These are now yours.

Noooo!

Nooo!

Nooo!

Noooo!

I've sent you messages.

You've disregarded them.

Father Stefan,

I am fighting a war.

You cannot ignore the Church.

We shall see.

If the Church denounces you,

when you die they will drive

a steel spike into your heart

as one of the godless.

And neither your son,

nor his sons nor his sons,

will ever be accepted as

Prince of Romania by the people.

Thus, I recommend a morsel

of humility with the Church.

You've never met

these men before.

They only know you by reputation,

as Vlad Tsepesh or The Impaler.

You must tell your story

honestly and completely,

if you expect absolution

from the Orthodox Church.

But I don't expect it.

They know the Pope

helped finance this campaign.

I am fighting to free

their country from Turk tyranny!

These men ought to thank me,

not question my methods

or allegiances!

Prince Vlad Dracula,

having performed

many cruel and unspeakable deeds,

is charged with conspiring and

colluding with the Papacy in Rome

and of abandoning

the eternal world of Orthodoxy.

In converting his own faith-

to join into matrimony

with a Roman Catholic woman,

he has forsaken the truth

and the light

and accepted darkness.

My views on

the Roman Catholic Church

are no secret.

The Pope and the Sultan

stink alike.

Vlad Dracula,

in the event of your death,

would you want

your son to succeed you?

Of course.

Then he will need our protection,

not the Pope's.

For without our blessing,

he'll never become

Prince of Romania.

And your dynasty will end.

We have questions

that you will answer.

Where were you born?

My father's house...

Castle Dracul,

in the region of Transylvania.

We are

particularly interested

in the circumstances

of your birth.

Vlad:
I know

what you are implying.

You needn't waste your time.

I've heard the folk tales.

Who first told you these stories?

Your mother?

Hardly. My mother died offever

when I was two.

And your father?

My father was

in charge of my education.

If I was destined

to be the Anti-Christ

I'm sure

he would have mentioned it.

I could do no wrong

in my father's eyes.

Good, Vlad.

It was not the same with

my brother Radu, however.

Come on, Radu!

Come on!

Fight! Be a man!

Come on, Radu!

You are not a baby anymore!

Finish him, Vlad.

Finish him!

One day, my father

gave me his ring

that commemorated his induction

into the Order of the Dragon.

Wear this always.

It will keep you from harm.

If anything ever happens to me,

see King Janos in Hungary.

He is a friend.

Why did your father assume

something might happen to him?

The Turkish Sultan

was demanding his yearly tribute.

and 500 young boys.

As Prince of Romania,

my father was refusing.

He was leaving for Tirgoviste

to meet with our country's nobles,

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